Lyrics:
another song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man
Sing a song for me
Sing a song for me
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so twisted
One life to live,
too mad chill
I’m still trying to find out how to slow myself down
How to get behind the front lines getting slaughtered
By the unrelenting marching
night through
For you, Lili Marlene
For you, Lili Marlene
Bugler tonight don't play the call to arms
I want another evening with her charms
Then we
night through
For you, Lili Marlene
For you, Lili Marlene
Bugler tonight don't play the call to arms
I want another evening with her charms
Then we
night through
For you, Lili Marlene
For you, Lili Marlene
Bugler tonight, don't play the Call To Arms
I want another evening with her charms
Then
that spread the sweet song that the bluebirds sing.
Never judge a book by its cover... Never judge a book by its cover...You should never judge...
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
My love is mine
Whether it rain or storm or shine
Mine you are mine
Never another valentine
And I am yours
Tell me that I am yours
Show me that
finding myself alone
I got demons, they like Mongols, the way they invade my home
And I target all their fallacies by writing all these songs
It's on point,
in his message
He be proud of me watching over my passage
I can only wait so long,
Arms out-reached, holding on
All my songs are my gift
All my love
mistake
Another thing to make me shake my head
Oh no
We built our home with two-by-fours
The nights are cold your arms are sore
The ground eats us whole
I
to keep my heart beating
Arms stretched high to the stars I kept reaching
They complain my songs are filled with pain preaching
I wanna keep whoever I can
an urgent stop
By the shadow
Of the dome
We were brothers in arms
With a mission in life
Standing on holy ground
But the church is just an implement
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
the world from Bomb's fate
Kenny, this entire song is the reason why I'm not letting you write another by yourself
Well I fucking disagree, my solo work ain't
passing by like dust floating through a laser beam
When I left so long ago I knew you
Our songs a golden record in my arms
40,000 years or so until I find
useless
Let the butterflies just flutter by
But your hold on me, it's worthless
Never thought that I'd
Never thought I'd write another love song
and they make you go insane
Just pour me up a shot,
And I'll be right awake
Hold my arms until I break, oh this song is my escape
Death can you meet me today
ends
Soon the sun it will shine again
The Son will shine upon your face
And your heart will sing a song of grace
I lost everything close around me
But
the book but
Another night, Saturday night and I'm losing
Another night, Saturday night and I'm losing
The DJ plays a song from the past I remember
I
Their homes all smell of time of old photographs
And an old fashioned song
Though you may live in town
You live so far away when you've lived too long
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
a raging hit
Starving off the rich
Marching for the future
Of all of these kids
Got too many broken homes and addicts
Victims of the system
By an order
rising sun
This fire will burn, for another's turn to die
They walk the steps that lead to death, summoning some spirits they call
One by one, they know
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