Lyrics:
my friend and my friend's name is Bob
Like the devil knows hell, I know Bob that well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his sixty-seven smells
Well enough
to concede
So a cadaverous pallor hung over our hearts
As our minds went insane and our eyes became dark
And God brokenhearted by His adulterous bride
Loved
adventures with his friends.
When Tinker Bell sprinkled
magical powder,
Peter Pan could fly in the sky.
Tinker Bell, Tinker Bell!
Is there any fun thing
friends of all races
I ain't care if they was white, black, Latino, or Asian
Always judged by they heart, never judged by they faces
Can't say the same
Arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
Despite his mistakes and his many flaws
They stayed by his side through the pain he caused
But not all his friends were as understanding
They saw his
the poor. Come on now ...
Ah, please don't pass me by,
well I've got to go now friends,
but, please don't pass me by,
for I am blind, yeah but you can
he was bigger
With no sisters only child
And looking back he only smiled in company of his friends
Was I don't really know it all depends
From
Ohh yo man it's your boy Shakson
With a new style
Okay
My friend got wreck, wreck, wreck
And he broke his neck, neck, neck
My friend got wreck,
Consistently interesting.
Full time consideration of another endeavor might be in order.
He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his friends.
Then he
ah, ah
I have a friend in Minsk
Who has a friend in Pinsk
Whose friend in Omsk
Has friend in Tomsk
With friend in Akmolinsk
His friend in
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
on the out-of-work streets
Before he began to understand
Before he began to understand
And Joe got hired by a bowery bar
sweeping up the saloon
As his rag would
darkest place
Gets short amusement from some offensive memes
Watches porn looses hours in some videogames
Quickly forgotten by all of his friends
Makes him
My friends, real friends, better than your friends
That's how we keep poppin' out that Benz, yeah
No foes, real friends, we ain't even got
of them fell
Seemed to be prepared for the end
The fallen man told his best friend
To leave him there and save his life
His best friend replied to what he
their schools
What can I say about my friend
He was my hero, a light in the dark
Unknown by a world that esteems only fame
A simple man who lived by his
brother denied and swear he wouldn't tell
Only age 12 when I removed his blood genes from my cells
Felt trapped like a cell
With 12 by 13 bars parallel
these years,
I finally had a friend.
He trimmed my beard,
He scraped my hooves,
I prayed it would never end.
But when we got to his house,
There was no
of sobriety"
Billy then wrote a letter saying
"Mama get me out of here!
Time rolls by so slow
Each day seems like a year"
But his mama never got the letter
to the top?
I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then
I still can recall when we were small how he tried his best to warn us
filled with anger, and filled with rage
And tells me I smell like piss
His drink, Jimmy Bean
His chaser, a bear
After that, various alcohols
Everyone knows about Rudolph
Our fleet-footed friend from the north
Who lights Santa's way through the darkness
As he drives his sleigh back
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