Lyrics:
David D. Barker
Mike Thomas
VERSE 1 High upon her bar stool, She's not
, David
David, David, David, David
David, David, David, David
David, David, David, David
D-D-D-D-Onde é que tu vais mamar
D-D-D-D-Onde é que tu vais buscar
-engineered: Nick Ace' Lutz
Congas: Thomas Anderson, Pebble Creek Studio, Durham, NC
Strings - Cello, viola, and violin: David Henry, David's House, Nashville
just go home to sleep
And do so as a character from one of my friend David's songs
He said that's the dummest thing I've ever heard
Upon hearing I'd
and a doctor
Though he seldom got a dime
For all he'd done
And I remember lots of times
We sent for Dr. Thomas
But I don't recall a time
He didn't come
this bitch like KD
But it's king David flow not KD
Now I clarified that let get cheese
Now we in d crib we bumping 80s
I'm back up in it I'm in it for
he thought he had a chode (What)
And he said it went away and we like "where did it go?"
Where'd it go? Aye, where it go? (Yeah)
Thomas mind can't
Harley David son of a bitch
Ses vibrations te font d'l'effet
Harley David son of a bitch
Qu'est-ce tu décides, tu vas aux putes?
Harley David son
Harley David son of a bitch
Ses vibrations te font d'l'effet
Harley David son of a bitch
Qu'est-ce tu décides, tu vas aux putes?
Harley David son
dyslexie dans la lumière bleutée du soir
Il se parle, il te sourit à la manière d'une superstar
David Palmer, David Palmer, David Palmer
David
feel like I'm King David!
RAAAAH!
I wrestle(d) wit bears and lions! (beasts!)
I'm 'pose to be scared of Goliath? (please!)
I have no fear of giants!
Chris Atlas, David Amaya
I could fucking go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fucking love y'all
Let's get
Harley David son of a bitch
Ses vibrations te font d'l'effet
Harley David son of a bitch
Qu'est-ce tu décides, tu vas aux putes?
Harley David son
the American promise
You simply must meet Thomas, Thomas
Thomas Jefferson's coming home
Thomas Jefferson's coming home
Thomas Jefferson's coming home
welsh Rimbaud
You'd laugh to see the monograms they make of you
Ah, Mr. Thomas let us ramble through the midnight fair
Let us throw old bottles
Used to sell it on the streets
But now I sell at the shop
They said I'd never be shit
I said it's 50 a top
Now all the people playing me
And Thomas
pute
J'fais d'la moula, j'veux d'la moula
Et un coup d'fil', on peut débouler
J'te rajoute un stick si t'es belle
J'ai caché mon flingue comme un
Bientôt les jours d'hiver
La petite maison s'habille
On décore
On chante
Y'a comme de la magie dans l'air
Thomas
Thomas
Thomas
Chante
cu pied du
When I go back home they say David why did you leave
When I go back home they say David why did you leave
I say because the world is bigger than I
cujourd'hui
Tu grandis
C'est le jour d'une nouvelle petite bougie dans ta vie
C'est ton jour à toi
Thomas
Tout le monde est là pour toi
Thomas
Y'a
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Let's go
Yeah, listen
The sound of the horns says it's on
We storm through like C. Thomas, Red Dawn
Step like a don
La chanson des doudous
Thomas ?
Tu connais la chanson des doudous ?
Nous les doudous tu sais
Des fois nous aussi
On a besoin d'un doudou
Et tu sais
dabei bin ich viel dreister
Ich bin Thomas D und ich bin euer Hausmeister
Thomas D
Hausmeister Thomas D
Jetzt gehts abe, da ist noch viel mehr drin
Seht
David was a man down in Israel
Fighter, lover, shepherd, king, outlaw
And through it all God loved him and forgave him
David the man who'd done it all
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