Lyrics:
This is where your sleepless eyes will close.
This is where the weary find repose.
This is where a kinder bugle blows.
This is where you'll wake,
[Intro:]
Done!!! It's a krazy time a just krazy signs krazy rhyme
It's gettin, it's gettin, it's gettin krazy
It's gettin, it's gettin, Bugle
in honour of my name
Should I falter, should I tarry, should I hesitate, should I fall?
Then bury me in your memories, let our children hear the bugle
your bugle call
No brass bands, no pipes, no drums
No medal badge or star
But give me what you promised me
When first I went to war
That's freedom for
slowly shuffling by
Across the valley grim and bare
I heard the bugle blow
The bloody beat of their torn
Feet staining the virgin snow
In the shivering
Sending out a signal
Everyone's on bugle
Now we're being watched by Google
Being watched by Google
Being watched by Google
I ain't easy
And I make
the trouble
Finds out about funerals from the blasts of the bugles
Wherever he goes he always orders the usual
He likes to see what they'll bring him
In
'Cause I'm soft and you're hard and I'm the pussy wussy bugle boy from company retard
I shoulda quit this shit long ago but I can't say no to all
the mob
You all loved him once, not without cause
You all loved him once when his glory was unmatched
Your signal when to celebrate was the bugle
by
Heard a bugle blowing in the misty morning
What a haunting sound over Times Square
Heard of the ghost of 52nd Street
Looked out the door but
the crowds in the street
-The blast of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet
And the gang, that old gang of mine
Was the first gang that hit the Von Hindenburg
again
To our old haunts again
Together
Now scatter us all around
Far from the bugle sound
Surrender
Safe in the exclusion zone
Catch me and take me
the crowds in the street
-The blast of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet
And the gang, that old gang of mine
Was the first gang that hit the Von Hindenburg
me feel you shake
In fear they find mistake
Silence the song with bugles that play
You need to hear the call
They're wishing you to fall
Don't let
played the last post on the bugle
I heard them say
"Oh that boy's no different today
Except in every single way"
If I have to go
I will be thinking
the seeds of my love
Deep undying true love I sow
There is beauty out there somewhere
I will leave no stone unturned
There's a guitar and a bugle
I hear
Ha-ha, ha-ha
[Chorus]
[PT:] Oooooooh
[CJ:] Baby what's your name?
[PT:] Oooooooh
[CJ:] Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans?
[PT:] (Hell naw!) Oooooooh
Sunrise caught the rebels sleepin' and they woke
To hear a Yankee bugle blow
Bullets flew like angry hornets
Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down
Sending out a signal
Everyone's on bugle
Now we're being watched by Google
Being watched by Google
Being watched by Google
I ain't easy
And I make
of wailing shells.
And bugles calling for them from sad shires."
(Wilfred Owen, 1918)
Now the day has run
When the cover comes
But any fool can see
the mob
You all loved him once and not without cause
You all loved him once when his glory was unmatched
Your signal when to celebrate was the bugle
to button your fly Tijuana place a Bette Midler
Oh drop dead lock stock and bugle coral reefer man
Every Marlon Brando gave him a great big handstand
hard! Stay hard!
Hear the bugle call in golden starlight
We're on highway to heaven
Don't hide like a thief in the night
You've got a heart of gold
Barbara McDougal wrote in to The Bugle
Describing the tragic events
He laid down a dollar and loosened his collar
What a beautiful day it is
So long
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