Lyrics:
on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could
passageway, beckoning those faring their way to the light at the end. It was a blue, cheeky melody: a coy mistress that could have only been so wooed by
dimensions with a noose looped by the raft?
After lack of reasoning jedi 3, 2, 1,
Oooh I'm hung, I've clung to hope but see you in hell
I'll be that clear blue
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress
Blue dress devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress
Blue dress devil with the blue
the blues is all about
Well that's a hard pill to have to swallow, um!
When you find what the blues is all about
Now listen to this:
I went out to my
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when"
But we'll get
tonight she'll bend his will.
Slow realization, she's looking at a man of principle.
Hung from the highest station by his old school tie
Undressed
in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home, Dad
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
went the same way as Mickey and Dan
Dependent mans upon the heroin
And man, Lisa had a baby with Sam
And now Jack's on his own man
Well done, Jack,
went the same way as Mickey and Dan
Dependent mans upon the heroin
And man, Lisa had a baby with Sam
And now Jack's on his own man
Well done, Jack,
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when"
But we'll get
feelin' blue, that I never saw her room
I'm sweepin' up tears, can you grab me the broom?
I wanna say I'm fine
But you hung up too soon
I thought we had
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
Well, like to explain to you all before,
I ain't no drinkin' man
I tried it once and it got me highly irregular
And I swore I'd never do it again
all wavy and higher than that this might go well
No less 'tryna twist this pack and kiss this zoot that man just built
Billing up tracks and listening
grammar when I'm injured with a hammer,
But I've a preference for the deference of a metaphor.
I've read the Odyssey by Homer and the Iliad as well,
I
pocket
Who the hell could stop it?
Up against the wall, against the wall
Against the wall
It was around two at night
I saw the blue and whites
There was
I spent Monday on Strawberry Hill
Till I fell and I landed on your windowsill
I hung there by a golden fine web
I had woven from a hair of your head
maid
And a gentleman passing us by
Well, I knew she meant the doing of him
By the look in her roguish black eye
A gold watch she took from his pocket
thinks that I hung the moon
She's a hometown hallelujah
Them baby blues'll cut right through ya
Heart of gold and Heaven bound
I can't believe she's
we'll see
Yeah you may be the only one come on son
Bring your blade and your gun
And if I die by your hand
I've gotta home in glory land
Red
crushes just reject me
But certainly they'll let me give & give til I'm empty
Yep hung but they want funds
Me I gotta scrape to get by
Vape to get high
Face
by the fire
Got hot took my cardigan off hung it to dry
Wipe my eyes
Terrified
Brain fried but it don't take me by surprise
Out of spite we was
I was lured by the rocking horse
Sweets and the bualadh bos
Fifty wild boys to a room
Sing lámh, lámh eile, the dish ran away with the spoon
Black
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