Lyrics:
a flamin' scorch, you by the door, moolah
All over the floor time to gather
As much as I can tryin' not to get blam off in a vicious
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ought to paddle away through the window on a borrowed glass oar
They all look blue to you, as you watch upon the wandering by Lines in your overview,
No bones, clink clink
'Til the day that I live I will get in the way of samsara
Can't guard the lane
In today's climate I might need a wool lining
For
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
What's a bitch
Got to do
To get some food
Around here
What's a bitch
Got to do
To get some food
Around here
the candles on the cake
All set fire to the gate
Turn the cannons towards the boat
Men were drowning in the moat
It was the end of all rowers oars
If you
the mass that
Hackensack, highway to holly for this cashmere
Satin pro, got the somali, rolls on my mind
In France I dance by the moon
Sailin' from
connect
Me cautious, I enter a flamin' scorch, you by the door, moolah
All over the floor time to gather
As much as i can tryin' not to get blam off in
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Not right away, not right away
Close to the edge, down by a river
Not right away, not right away
Crossed
locked up, loaded down
and i'm short a try
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Different version of song performed by OAR at Northberg
Sparrows sit. A grOSbeak
betrays itself, by that
peculiar squeak--ary EFFECT
of SLIGHTest tinkling
measures. Soundness
pleasing ... We hear!
Does
where I'm flying
I'm a writer, tryna pay my bills like Bryson
I been
Tryna get my mind off this island
Confined by the silence
Could you let me breathe?
away your oars
and your earthly disguise
as the old age home
floats beneath
the Potomac Bridge
night after night
Cape Canaveral candelabra
soon we
Watch this
None shall escape on Jah judgment day
And they will never get away
Babylon your days are expired
It's time to burn you right away
shirts and minutes
That he can't get back
It isn't just gorillas in a camera trap
It triggers the history pack a little
Aftermath in every image look
I
You get picked on by another
Better go and run for cover yeah
Johnny run away, run away, now, Johnny now
Johnny run away, run away, now, Johnny now
THE FAIR MAID BY THE SEA SHORE
(words: traditional, music: Lissa S.)
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939
There was
Towards the unholy we're grasping the oars to battle we cannot delay
As tempests move swiftly with terrible force destined to wash us away
Time is short
sinks, but now the glass is a girl
But now the girl is a frown
Well, you can put in your oar
But you're hoping for more
Like the gulls
catches You by surprise (nothing catches You by surprise)
Nothing catches You off guard (nothing catches You off guard)
I can't get away, I can't get
(Nothing catches You by surprise)
Nothing catches You off guard (Nothing catches You off guard)
I can’t get away, I can’t get away
I can’t get away, I
peace for me
But that was a mistake
For the place I chose was bed evilled by a giant, evil drake
A mallard of such malice, twice the size of any man
peace for me
But that was a mistake
For the place I chose was bed evilled by a giant, evil drake
A mallard of such malice, twice the size of any man
so Sinatra
You know my [?] not proper for the Oscars
But I opt out for the Oxfords in the Oxford
Ha ha, that hurts
Some'n by this oar got 'em
Through the oars of a board
No one seems to care at all anymore
Gotta get back to the evening
Gotta make back something more
Let me tell you a secret
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