Lyrics:
My name is Al
My name is Margaret
They're a couple that live inside my head
Al and Margaret
Margaret
I'm right here, Al
Margaret is my baby
We live
in the distance
Your kiss still on my tongue
Now here I stand guitar in hand
Blind-sided by the sun
CH
On this island of strange music
In this heaven
ain't come in no book
You gotta learn from making choices
You might get yo hoe took
She love to listen to my voice and
Got no patience for testing
But I
Check my haiku
Written on bamboo
Get another tattoo
As I light up a camel
Just might have a fight at night
While I write by the light
Check my haiku
Written on bamboo
Get another tattoo
As I light up a Camel
Just might have a fight at night
While I write by the light of the candle
me
One day I'll know, if I go there's just no telling how far I'll go
I know everybody on this island, seems so happy on this island
Everything is by
through the cool mist,
A liquid voice called, "Son of gods, drink from my spring".
The water tasted strangely sweet.
Behind him the voice called
Pour up that drank get on juice that's when they go to wilding
And I then fucked the baddest bitches just by being silent
Forever break bread with my
things didn't change
Did I lose my hope through your silence
At the end of my rope, by myself on this island
I just need to hear your voice, your voice
my type
She my pineapple delight
In Rhode Island for the hype
She gone fly like a kite
This that strawberry and ice and do she got it by the night
She
Today I'm going crazy
I feel the walls are taking
I feel my life escaping
An the voices joking
My body and my spirit are in different islands
My
premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
Y'all amateurs act like hoes affendin us
We're special eders
Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
why'all amateurs act like
the Pyrex in suburban islands
I did it for a pension, the type that's undivided
My son need his attention while swing his Nike's
But I can't lie, I'm occupied
Sulawesi
Sulawesi
Come and test me
She wants everything
She loves the sounds
Love my culture
Love my voice
Got her dancin' in the crowd makin' noise
party no beers
Lalaland, lalaland, it's my private island, island
Moving to highland, shine bright like a diamond
Our love is platonic yeah, our love is
right
But the only right now, my friend
Is you and I
Can't you see the sun
Is shining
Can you hear my voice
Is calling you outside
Can't you see that it's
tropic island
Straight like that
Yeah
I might drop a bag on something special for my lady she deserve it she a snack
Yeah
I might go against go against
Night fell fast, like it did in the past when the phone rang
Twice and a voice said "I think I'm alone"
I gave my advice and the voice said "Nice,
island
Everything is by design
I know everybody on this island has a role on this island
So maybe I can roll with mine
I can lead with pride, I can
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
Leonard's soul trembled with fear, watching him to be swallowed slice by slice. And then, from the top of the clouds, a voice was heard.
The Builder
“Come
me
One day I'll know, if I go there's just no telling how far I'll go
I know everybody on this island, seems so happy on this island
Everything is by
me
One day I'll know
If I go there's just no telling how far I'll go
I know everybody on this island seems so happy, on this island
Everything is by
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