Lyrics:
long time
To watch the blue Tennessee flow by
Lord called Red at the breaking of the day
To do a little fishing over Jordan way
Singing, “I'm a son
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
I vibrate on a whole nother level
Might be god might play devil
Master of the universe all mighty
Lyrical thunder Zueses lightning
Mi das, my
that they feeling me I’m feeling them too
My eyes my eyes bloody red
My eyes bloody red but my money got blue Uhh
While I’m sipping on screw
My eyes my
that inspiring!
Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll join the jubilee
And that's going some
For the Yankees, by gum!
Red, white and blue
I am for you
Honest,
starts to sing
G
It's that lonesome cardboard cowboy
F
Pack of Marlboro reds
C (MUTE)
It's that Alabama plow boy
(OUT)
Putting that sun to bed
Chorus
of the highway sails under my wheels
While the white line of the highway sails under my wheels
A northern Texas thunderstorm in Pampa
Red stones and blue skies in
Sweet street pussy
Gimme that gushy
Nasty stuff (nigga)
I took her
I like a red bone, pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl if that's you
Sweet street pussy
Gimme that gushy
Nasty stuff (nigga)
I took her
I like a red bone, pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl if that's you
a red dress you are
One of kind
No matter what type of mess you are
I see beyond it
Your assets are high
I want behind it
And I don't mind if
We sit in
a new door for this country we are making
Red White and Blue let our colors ring true
From the sound of the music that's carried us through
A speck in the wide blue sea. 'Tis the last of all the land.
A dweller upon our lonesome isle, the last, lonely man? -
By the Gods he is there to never
around the edge
nigga if you tryna get fed you in the red
eat you up beat you up
If that don't work heat you up
Now you wearin' white
around the edge
nigga if you tryna get fed you in the red
eat you up beat you up
If that don't work heat you up
Now you wearin' white
the lights on, I see the colours
Colours colours colours
I've been feeling kind of green, I ain't feeling kind of blue
Whole mood of a superstar, see me doing
a twinkle in his blue eyes
He had bright red rosy cheeks
A crew that kind of looked like elves all dressed in red and green
The waves were big the wind was
a blood-stained crown.
Utter chaos supreme.
The sand absords the colour of dawn.
Nevermore shall they dream, nevermore.]
The years went by under a blood-red
that the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing, the grass forever blue
It was in the dead of winter when her man first caught
that will never heal or forget...
Like puzzle pieces, set askew, you've come undone
The bleeding is ceaseless, you're turning blue, the end had begun
peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers, not one stem, branch or seed.
Maui Wowie, Panama Red and Acapulco Gold.
Kif from East Afghanistan
lonesome and blue
Just think that someone somewhere
Might be singin' about you
So who knows if I'll ever see her again
Maybe we'll see this whole time
She
solo)
If I was a house I'd be a double wide
With a red clay dirt road passing by
With a mighty flowing river rollin' on it's way
Underneath the stars in
Panama Red and Acapulco Gold
Kif from East Afghanistan and rare Alaskan Cold
Sticks from Thailand Ganja from the Islands and Bangkok's Bloomin' Best
peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers, not one stem, branch or seed.
Maui Wowie, Panama Red and Acapulco Gold.
Kif from East Afghanistan
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