Lyrics:
gay son!
He loves his son
He loves his son
His dead gay son!
Now, I say my boy's in heaven!
And he's tanning by the pool
The cherubim walk him
gay son!
He loves his son
He loves his son
His dead gay son!
Now, I say my boy's in heaven!
And he's tanning by the pool
The cherubim walk
under the sour streetlight
They’re too young to know
Judy Garland died in ruby slippers
The heart abhors a vacuum,
my Ma used to say
And that’s why
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
of tears
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
And I remember
Baby, come home
Baby, come home
Baby, come home
Baby, come home
Did you ever love
love to go to the disco.
See a fly girl and say hello.
They just look me in the eye and pass right by
With that booty shakin like Jello.
I like
your mate
Wetin I go say
Whether na D1 or na Moze
You know say my vibes come with thunder
Make you know say me no be your mate
Ehn
Now dem want dey by us
the snow from any mountain
And make a madman sane
He won't ever complain
In the everglades
In the backyard lit by fairy lights
With garlands let us
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
for two adorers
A song to celebrate our love
Red garland drapes the tree like you
When your arms are 'round my waist, I feel the world
Our love will
be Sullie
It really doesn't matter 'cause their all yours truly
Girls, Girls, everywhere
When they walk by I stop and stare, man
I love them Girls,
laugh and hate I know I'm surrounded by a bunch of Judge Judy's
But I'm a Saint so I'ma flex on em, Michael Thomas
Not who you used to know unrecognizable
the sailboat and the drain,
Between the newsreel and your tiny pain,
Once again, once again,
Love calls you by your name.
Where are you, Judy, where are
door
All my bamboo plants are probably dead by now
Neighbors wondering where the hell I went
And if my check for rent will ever be sent somehow
I
And ran out of steam
I see a lot of these niggas, they talk about grinding
Say they never sleep
But when it come to grind in real life
Man, they don't keep
and bat
Shall warble forth my elegy.
Did you not see my love as he pass'd by you?
His two flaming eyes, if he comes nigh you,
They will scorch up your
warble forth my elegy.
Did you not see my love as he pass'd by you?
His two flaming eyes, if he comes nigh you,
They will scorch up your hearts: Ladies
Judy
Judy
Time is spherical
I'll be with you soon
Life's hysterical
Know that I love you
Cover me with dirt
Cover me with trees
Tusko
Tusko
Here it
here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
Gone a little far
Gone a little far this time with something
Judy said it's fine
They used to do this all
Trying to steal my mojo
Oh no your'e fuckin' with a pro
Who go for dolo
For sure though
A season veteran holy a (dobo??)
Come on now Judge Judy
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