Lyrics:
without my kitchen man
Wild about his turnip top
Like the way he warms my chop
I can't do without my kitchen man
Anybody else can leave
And I would only
Wild, majestic, longs for freedom,
Trapped, imprisoned, bound by unseen chains
Stuck here in this tiny country,
What a waste of such fantastic
the crocodile roll
In the middle of the river
Down came a wild pig
Rooting all about
The little swine
Drank the wine
And really pigged it out
Then
Cold winter was howling o'er moorland and mountain
And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young laddie
Who
danced about
And marvelous stories got told
When I was young
We had all the water we'd need
Now the water companies, they take it away
And now we grow our
to all the silent sweet revenge
And nothing more
No longer God's Apollo, no more Mercury
Down among the unbelievers
Fuck the wild and wasted, look
quite in the shade
He always like to tell us about his wild days
Its funny how they never seem to be
Sometimes I’d go visit just to listen
I never really
coming round
But i don’t wanna talk about your feelings for me
Is it me that your blameing for all your broken dreams
I ain’t got the time, for all your
Hollywood In Headlights
Girl I wonder, do you ever stop and think about me?
You fell in love with my rebel heart
Back when we were 17
We couldn't
machine! Wasabi Warmachine!
Wild and satisfied
He cannot stop craving on it
Hunter of the night
He is not a human anymore
Crawl out of the light
The neon
cooking.
She'll drive you wild she's so good looking.
I ain't seen nothing like that girl
From Shreveport to New Orleans.
Her daddy found out about our
went to rivers
I hid my tongue in the wild sin
Light my wires in a comic fire
its what you got to talk about
Apologize I am broke of fight
Tell
on Rocky Top
Half bear, other half cat
Wild as a mink,
but sweet as soda pop
I still dream about that.
Rocky Top you'll always be
Home sweet home
Something about the way you smiled at me just drove me wild.
Wish I could know if you're alone; don't want to cramp your style.
But I cannot deny
daylight
Watch me now
What did you say about what I've done
What do you want to know, why or how come?
Haven't you learned yet that it never ends
Back
Oh - thinkin' about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothin' can take you away from me
We been down
wild
Before I got here, I was a child
Now I'm here and tryna figure it out
On the path to see what life's about
Pioneer shit, I pave my own route
It's kinda mello, so I leap to sista' and the soul
rollin' five deep
Mark, Corey, Shakim, L.Q. doin' the wild thing
'cause the soul is true
And every
early for me
Well listen man I ain't goin' to school no more
It starts much, much too early for me
I don't care about readin' , writin', 'rithmetic
about to lose it/
fly through the night, she's sweeter then cool whip/
can't get things right, like Ludacris/
get out of my way when i say move ?itch/
[AT] The Artist Formerly Known as Fashion
[BA] By the way my name Attack, first name Black
[PZ] Problemz
[All] Put it all together and ya'll still
with the shrinky dink pants milk crate steady mic
check one two feedback shellac about to break on
through broadcast by a radio station low
over if it is a Jim Reed tune
On the big screen, pig skins, go team go
In the corner there's a cop with his whole wheat toast
Foreman of the flock In
go boombox is on the floor
I'm telling a story about the world
High blue sky shadows on the wall
And cement floor is heated by sun
City was white all
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