Lyrics:
“Are you free tonight?”
Back in English Bay.
Ferris wheel under the lights.
“Let’s dance the night away”.
Before we fade, eventually.
Butterflies
And she I cherished turned her wheel
Beside an English fire.
By mornings showed, by nights concealed
The bowers where Lucy played;
And thine too is
forlorn you lie
Scraped and drossed by the wind
Savaged by the tyres and tossed in the tar
Broken on the English dirt
A carcass for the carrion crow
Yeah, 2003
Big Lou and company
Macks, Peterbilts, GMC's, white freight liners
Volvos, Marlins, Internationals
Eighteen wheels, we do deals
[English]
O Fortune,
just as the moon
Stands constantly changing,
always increasing
or decreasing;
Detestable life
now difficult
and then easy
girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never had
No afternoon cafe(? ), missing english and math
And off to the slammin' summer coast
No
In the sapling years of the post war world
In an English market town
I do believe we traveled in schoolboy blue
The cap upon the crown
Books
you in the ‘burb
Hand on the wheel and her wheel on the curb
Lisa’s like ‘fuck what you say’
Gold in her mouth when no one’s in the house
She be talking
to Flanders, oh
There's fighting in Dublin to be done
Let your sergeants and your commanders go
Let Englishmen fight English wars
It's nearly time they
to Flanders, oh
There's fighting in Dublin to be done
Let your sergeants and your commanders go
Let Englishmen fight English wars
It's nearly time they
'cause he no speaky no English
If he takes a liking after a couple of trips
And your money is straight, he's going to give you consignment
You're now in
'cause he no speaky no English
If he takes a liking after a couple of trips
And your money is straight, he's going to give you consignment
You're now in
Be'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
[English translation:]
Oh gentle daughter, here come the wooing men
Oh gentle mother, put the wheels in motion for me
Texan named Tamika, English teacher
Wedding ring on finger, bent her big ass over the fold-out sofa
The weather was cold and Loretta would throw
English in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, damn y'all mad
30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is
those brown boots on, I feel like I could fly
Am I just a Redneck trapped in the body of a English boy?
Have I finally found something that makes me feel
(Henning Schmiedehausen)
English lyrics transcribed by datta@cs.uwp.edu
Freeways
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Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Ah haaa
brains all on the steering wheel (ugh)
Guwop, I'm a valley boy (Wop), but not from that Cali, though (Cali)
Bouldercrest my addy, ho ('Crest), this shit
girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never had
No afternoon cafe(? ), missing english and math
And off to the slammin' summer coast
No
So far away
This speck of dust in outer space
Wheels around the sun
Just let it come
Just let love reign
So far away green English hills
Lost summer
in bed don't forget
My english muffin
Hawaiin punch tastes like robitussin
A nigga jus livin jus breathin jus puffin'
Come on mama drop down and curl
always get tangled in internal fights?
I am aware of the symptoms of Bipolar
But I believe my condition is beyond just dilemma
Often wheel spinning from
Selector, wheel it back, I'm feeling that
(Ha ha ha) from the core to the perimeter black
You know the motto
"Stay fluid even in staccato"
(Mos Def) full
to America on a boat called the Mayflower to live because the English King wouldn't let the Jewish people go.
So Moses, who was a friend of Christopher
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