Lyrics:
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
I'm about to say put that on Dillon and it feels so good, I did my album
Thank you Missy, I love you my guardian angel Timbaland
Jamate, J Brown,
Made an album together
Dream for whatever, Dream to be clever
Dream, Dream Jimmy and Bob
Made an album together
Dreams are just dreams when we dream
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
She's Not A Girl
Copyright Paul Day 1999
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line
No Pressure
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
Born Yesterday
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
Semi automatic
Copyright Paul Day 2002
Part of a 5 track mini album recorded near Tom's River in New Jersey 2002 by the original Makshow USA line up
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
When they first heard us
We were working at a club in Hollywood
Called the Whisky à Go-Go, and the A&R man
Uh, producer, Tom Wilson, came in, he
after the NBA signed Kobe
And he about to retire
So if anybody see "Don" Imus
Make sure you tell him I ain't lost it yet
Somebody tell Tom Silverman
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
fallin
For me
It's always a movie witchu
Not NLE but I'll take a Tom wit me when I cruise
If u step up yo yard'll get stomped by my dudes
Like a football
to me
More Buffett more beer ah ha yeah I'll play any song that you want to hear
A Bob Marley song or a sing along a little Jack Johnson yeah you can't go
Bob with the beat. Mob with team
I'm wanna be next up I'm not, but I might be
All the way to the top now sight see
Sit back I'm chillin like an ICEE
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
the message will
Make you feel better
They're reading the letters
There's Bob and there's Larry
They work well together
They get kinda meta
They're kind
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
Chorus:
Run Molly, run (oh, Molly). Run Molly, run. Long John's gonna beat you, beneath the shinin' sun.
Long
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
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