Lyrics:
Ooh, so you can try and tell me
I can't do it by myself
Ooh, but you went and failed me
So watch me find someone else
'Cause you know I don't
Whisper codes under the hush sky
Smiles light up the night
Are you waiting?
You are waiting for my sign
In the back row
We will be alone as they walk by
a family emergency.
Found a spot in the shade, had a glass of lemonade,
And I wished that you'd come by.
But you never ever do, so I went inside,
And laid
I just want your body, baby
By my side, candle light
Inside, take a hold of me
I said, "Oh-la-la-la-la"
You sweeten me open (a little)
And I
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
To which His Mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
Oh,
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O
Hush little baby...
Don't make a sound...
Hush little baby...
Don't make a move...
This is gonna hurt
Me more than you...
Subtle, a danger
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby,
business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
I got big boss, big time, business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
Big boss, big
Aye okay ayee
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by
within a manger ,upon this blessed morn
To wich his Mother Mary, Did not take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy, of comfort and joy
O tidings
one
We Jah children we nah collide
Really and truly, we each pon in Jah side no one nuh betta than no one,
hey,
yo
Live by di works, sing praises
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
Of which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort
formed drawn in the brain
Sorn scorn by the pourin' rain
But I can stand it seldom do I feel stranded
Granded I stand with the style that is
on her cervix
Twitching cause I'm nervous
Thought my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or vain
But to take on a name, my pops chose
accused, we stand accused
We face the hate
The scorn of those who've been betrayed
Guilty by association
Guilty by association
Can I lay this down, go
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for
Glitter rock and roll
Tasing
Dying gurgles glut their bloodlust
Seasons of scorn and derision
Freed by their actions
(Chinese part)
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort
One day a plain village woman
Driven by love for her Lord
Recklessly poured out a valuable essence
Disregarding the scorn
And once it was broken
Three wheels on my wagon
And I'm still rolling along
The Cherokees are chasing me
Arrows fly
Right on by
But I'm singing a happy song
I'm
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby,
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for
Glitter rock and roll
On the Pigeon River where the kudzu grows
You'll swear you thought you'd seen a ghost
Haunting them banks, boogering by
Looking for a place to lay
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