Lyrics:
a hater, we are not the same
So I keep some bad chicks on my team, rollin' sticky green
We are not the same
You keep a bunch of guys screamin' homie over
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
rage and energy for liberty.
But DEATH and TERROR cannot be my decision.
YOU ARE NO BETTER THAN the crazy fuckin' politicians.
Maybe your ideology
mizzable den it awready are, since dis batch be resigned to render him immortal! we does not know if it gwine woik yet, but we kin al
Hope fo' de best!
Micky D's is making me
A slave to the can
A Metamucil man
I can't seem to go
I'm tense head to toe
The viens in my neck
Are bulging out of me
Tell me
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
Just trying to boost their egos
Which is probably why most
Of these mothafuckas are
In here in the first place your life
Has to be crazy as fuck when
like vaping
I'm in that red like I'm Satan
This be that below the basement
I need the beef I can taste it
Neverland Neverland flying high on the green
a beam
Might be a means
To making all the guap and the green
Might just unlock with the keys
Might be a tease
Might feel the pop from the squeeze
Might
down for me or just down to bust
Are you worth a million or worth a buck look
I can tell by the look in your eye you will always be down to fight
You
really fly
With you by the green tree
We'll lie by the green tree
Green tree?
We're your company
We're your company
I'm a workin' woman
With a baby
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
mumbled me sympathetic hellos
How are yous I see those fellows be
Incapable to follow me
Through years of rosters hollowed be like a tree to a canoe
I see
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
and green
Your eyes are the deepest sea
Let me dive right in
To drown in your love for me
And while the world keeps turning I
see only you here by my side
We've all come to be here
Side by side the blues we'll cheer
At Goodison the green
Green grass of home
The old ground looks the same
And it's just
Poetry comes from leaves
Green tea, weed, trees, divorce it seems
I tried to seed a plugged state of mind to grow by
It only cost me six years, no wonder
Poetry comes from leaves
Green tea, weed, trees, divorce it seems
I tried to seed a plugged state of mind to grow by
It only cost me six years, no wonder
surround me
No way to escape
Are you really where you want to be
I know it's been a while since last time I saw you
I'm sorry how it came down and how it all
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
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