Lyrics:
at your arts and crafts
You ass, smelly socks and jocks, gym trash
Drag past those who study honies with drab bags
Son you, have your moms yellin HEY THEY
They lead a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make their living off of arts and crafts
They kind with
we'll soar
Mastering the craft of coding, no time to ignore
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Oh, grandpa
Grandma's got a sock and mop
To sock you on your playboy top
Oh, grandpa
Look out, look out, look out, look out
Oh, grandpa
You got home
Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In mushroom art
Do not observe her beauty
Cloud faced oldman winking
You see, he
of souls of joy and plight
And might
Admired by all faithful to their craft
My gasp is quick! Imagining we're free!
So like the way all children learn
kids
Organic anti-beat box band
Life is grand in the land of lands
The mind does boggle the mind expands
The anarchy for have manned their craft
part
As we pursue the highest art
Portrait's hang in these hallowed halls
The finest of them all
To thee, to thee, the YAC
Captains of our noble craft
In my craft or sullen art
exercised in the still night
when only the moon rages
and the lovers lie abed
with all their grieves
in their arms
I labour
still considered love an art
And you said, "No, I think it's more a craft"
And I just turned and laughed
I just had to turn and laugh
found forgiveness
Mercy
As infinite as You
Countless second chances
We've been given at the cross
Fragments of brokenness
Salvaged by the art
I had time to kill
One day in Alaska
I walked around until
I found the arts and crafts shop
I bought you a card
I don't know where to send it
I
picked up a guitar, what does this signify?
I'm going to play some heavy metal riffs and you will die
You wanted arts and crafts? How's this for arts
Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art
Do not observe her beauty
Cloud faced old man winking
You see, he tests
Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art
Do not observe her beauty
Cloud faced old man winking
You see, he tests
sweetie, then sock four
My body, cha-cha, and orf
Four young men on big bad bikes
Ben Hur daddy argent!
Give me a flash of white white skin
Above
Bitch
This art I make, go over your head like Michelangelo
I got my shirt off in this ho like I'm D'Angelo
You got that wack shit in your
the land of lands
The mind does boggle the mind expands
The anarchy 4 have manned their craft
Get on your knees and shake your ass
To the jam that is
crtCraft
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
cnd the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their
Crafts
Arts N Crafts
Broken pieces, mend em all together like
Arts N Crafts
Arts N Crafts
Broken pieces, mend em all together like
Arts N Crafts
Arts N
Rappers are craft art in a rapper?s sport
Someone like a game of basketball can't be taught
But yet we accept the name thug
Like that's fly
See how
a play
Isn't it a wonder how it
Never seems that way?
She's gonna star tonight
She's gonna raise the level of her
Craft up to an art tonight
She's gonna
mass
The art of plating, it's a finesse
The art of plating, it's a chef's craft
A way to make food, into a work of art
We're creating a masterpiece,
Are you going to the 1993 New Mexico Arts and Crafts Fair?
In the land of enchantment, where the sun always shines
Remember me to one who lives there
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