Lyrics:
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
to go
With ol' Dood up top
Deep in the saddle
Hollering "Whoa boy, whoa"
"Whoa boy, whoa"
Only ever had one rider
Anyone else was getting bucked
Prince of Bel-Air
Bitch, I'm smokin' on some cones you know I order by the pair
Polo with the shorts, keep a little blonde up in my hair
Bitch, I'm runnin'
memories never will, the best souvenirs
And now am out here shining bright
An auditor by day, a rapper by night
A turbulent way to the top in sight
Fasten
Like Fred Flintstone,
I gotta partna' named barney and he keep me in the zone,
The whole club stoned,
The whole world stoned,
And tonight we bout
can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
Wildcat Kelley, back again in town,
was standin' by his sweethearts side,
And when his sweetheart said "come
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
get throwed down
You get right back in the saddle
As soon as you hit the ground
You heard that the tough get goin'
When the goin' gets tough
Around
and the power and the danger and the thrill, these are a lot of our favourite things
We'll all meet in the car park, round the back of the Old Red Lion
The lads
The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part B
WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHANGE WITH CLANCY -- GO A-DROVING? TELL US TRUE,
and just spin where you at
Fast lane I was swerving the scat
I done shot out to Houston for ACT
Gotta case stuffed right in the back
If I ever go broke you
Shove It In After
Gyal Yuh Ole Ano Gun It Na Shot No One
Grab Di Cocky And Sidung Inna Saddle
Guh Pon E Buddy Top Like You Deh Pon A Bike Back
Two
back"
Clack, I don't play that! Shot Fred in his top lip [Ahh!!]
That's for popping shit, and shot Sonny is his dick [Ahhhh!!]
Blew they brains then
day to days
While chained by a shackle
It was a battle
Y'all take mass L's
Crying like a baby
Shaking on their rattle
It was a battle
Get back
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
fences
Don't fence me in
Wilcat Kelly, back in town again
Was standin' by his Sweetheart's side
And when his Sweetheart said, "Come on, let's settle
quiet, it's a riot in my mind
Gotta get ready, saddle up
If you're really 'bout it we gonna see, oh yeah
Gotta get ready, time is up
If you're really
deathbed
Racked by fever and pain
Reaching for you at her bedside
At each breath she's callin' your name
Forward he leaned in the saddle
Pushing through
Ohh, whoo!
In the stone age
Ohh, whoo!
Yabba-Dabba-Doo!
I was travelin' to Earth and what did I spot
A little village by the water sign said
llao (weed)
Said dey want to get good shit for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis nigga by da bayou
Could be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought
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