Lyrics:
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town
Starlight by the edge of the creek
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down
Money's gettin' shallow
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
That day, I walk by the river
Remembering the days of young
My mum, the food she delivered
Our bellies were so full and fun
We heard a plane in
Intro
[Culture Freedom]
For those that can't be themselves shall be destroyed
Verse 1
[Wise Intelligent]
Students listen to the lesson I be
This time, it really has a way of passing us by
I don't know what you want cause you've been leaving me dry
I count the sheeps at night cause I just
And yet to have soon (Yet To Have Soon)
We see ourselves
On the top of the world
We've got what it takes
To be champions
(It's CP, Culture)
(Culture)
Moving
It's my culture, it's what I live by
You should embrace it, you shouldn't ever be shy
And I can safely say, that I love what it does
Makes me who I
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page and stand by me
If thou knows it telling
Yonder peasant, who
night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page and stand by me
If thou knows it telling
Yonder
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.
Hither page and stand by me if thou know'st it telling
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel
"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder
""Hey mister chatty mouth !""
Chatty chatty mouth,
You want to know your culture
(know your culture)
Your boss is a warrior
Chatty mouth you are
of again.
He trod a path that few have trod,
Did Sweeney Todd,
The demon barber of Fleet Street.
He kept a shop in London town,
Of fancy clients and good
and stand by me if thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
Oh, Paddy dear, and did you hear
The news that's going round?
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground!
St. Patrick's Day no more
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither page and stand by me
If thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who
Oh loyalty, loyalty!
Where can I find‽
Erased by the self
In this post-modern time
Eyes off the brother
And stuck to the prize
In this commune
on my hip to switch it up on sight
Till it's the last of us and you dead by daylight
Let me tell you bout the proto culture
If you don't know the culture
that’s numbered 9
Got my back before anybody I put that on my spine (Hey)
Insecure bitches gon have a problem what the fuck he on
By the time they get it
is enough
Chains wrapped around my neck and my nuts
Seems they forgot yea they memory dust
Aye AYO
I'm giving y'all a culture shock
Don't give a damn
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