Lyrics:
the place
Poor Johnny One Note
Yelled willy-nilly
Until he was blue in the face
For holding one note was his ace
Couldn't hear the brass
Couldn't
Yeah
Oh
I got a girl named Bony Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
Ought to see her rock and roll with her blue jeans on
She's not
When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown
Night has begun for the sunset
See it with your eyes
As we energize
By the sun's rays everyday
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
bitches, no gnats (no gnats)
The lean by the bottle, no tax (drank)
Twelve think the coupe was hijacked (hijack)
Back in the day, I was into that (into
out a feed, which indeed, we did need
And we finished it with speed, but we still felt slack
Johnny McEldoo turned as blue as a Jew
And a plate
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
You drop a dime in the box play a
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
a high cliff wall, that's my soul up there
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall, that's my soul up there
There's a blue whale beached by
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
Bells will be ringing, the glad, glad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone (My baby's gone), I have no friends
To wish me
Spirit on the water
Darkness on the face of the deep
I keep thinking about you baby
I can't hardly sleep
I'm traveling by land
Traveling through
the place
Poor Johnny One Note
Yelled willy-nilly
Until he was blue in the face
For holding one note was his ace
Couldn't hear the brass
Couldn't
between the moon and the deep blue sea
And then she spread her wings high over me
She said she's gonna come back tomorrow
And I said "Fly on my sweet
happen to desert you,
A bit of rain is never gonna hurt you,
So wait and the skies will all be blue.
It never rains but what it pours;
So what if all
But I ain't never had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope
But for the dead shot of an amber glass
The blue light of a votive
Rain obscured the window
becomes a blue-green fountain
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
You can jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
the heights but I wanted mine purer
Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the Führer
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad froze
Water colors on my neck, fuck
snooze (No)
Been handlin' the game so long, my thumbs bruised
Your new girlfriend is old news
You ain't got enough green and she so blue, yeah (aww)
If you decide to make me blue, I'll be in trouble
If you decide to be untrue, I'll be in trouble
'Cause no matter what you do or say, I know I'm
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me
Brothers, sisters
Listen to what I say
Moanin' and groanin'
Won't drive those blues away
Lift up your voices in song
You know you've all done
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like
I walk 47 miles of barbed wire
I use a cobra-snake for a necktie
I got a brand new house by the roadside
Made outta rattlesnake hide
I got
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