Lyrics:
me blush
My heart is now on a rush
To get close to yours and steal it from me
I'm Davy Jones and you are my sea
I'm Davy Jones and you are my sea!
I'm
care what race, gender, Or sexual identification you are
Because I know on Some level you are a fractal of me
And we are all a part of the same thing
her I was dead
Did she weep?
My dear Alma, may you continue to be courted by gentlemen
Who have been in the trenches
And those who are in sunken
thirty-five years overdue. And you know the funny thing, all these I.O.U's are owed to one person
and I kinda felt like that maybe now would be a pretty good
'd call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
for her dead at times it still would cross her mind though
The thought of all the money which was very well alive yo
Kept her in contact wit them in
to see you tonight
Get ready for all sins
Don't Forget
You are changing
I can see that into your eyes
F**king small things
But we like them
Now promise
especially the smell, the smell was from you. all right? and here we go. ze
E're coming out of it, you're waking up slowly, your eyes are opening, one, you
you, Nathan, for fetching me this glass of water from the well. It always goes down smooth.
NATHAN:
Let’s get back to the story, Uncle Walter!
UNCLE
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
what are you so mad about? (yo, yo, y-y-yo)
You wanna know why, yo first of all, yo first of all you can't
be askin me no question knowhatI'msayin who
could trickle down from it if you
Put out things that are
So over-the-top and magnificent
What trickles down from it could
At least be good
Because there
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
of the Caribbean marathon
Have you seen those things?
Oh yeah, yeah, those are, those are great
Well, I checked out the track and I loved it
And I wrote you this
don't wanna feel a fucking thing no more; Davy
Jones, I'm coming home by jumping overboard
You want my memories, you can't have everything
Rot at my very
Poowah.
Pooowahhhhhh
I see you all are very well organised, we all like order in germany you know. you have such a pleasant smile, may I see your papers?
CHORUS:
Things are hard things are hard
The country we're living is very bad
Things are hard things are hard
For election they no need our voters card
and welcome to Hurlingham
Park. You join us just as the competitors are running out onto the
field on this lovely winter's afternoon here, with the going firm
Two hundred years from now, what will your legacy be saying about you and your spirit?
My ancestors were called all sorts of names, but they
old aussie pride
When you are exploring
A special thing to know
Is how to say a loud
COO-EE
Shout it as you go
COO-EE
Is fun to say
I would like to try
There was a man who was wronged, Not once, but twice
Two times within the very same day
How, you may wonder? That's yours to ponder
For no one knows
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