Lyrics:
I went to the library to see my friends.
I went to the library to see my friends.
Walked with a gentle lion, saying to me
that his geometry was
Two Mays ago I was in the library
You were there and so was I, both of us
We were not friends but you sat on my right
And I offered you some
spins
I'm that kind of shaman, with that kind of resin
It makes dem horny, just some red lights and panties
Real like the Roswell's beast, chemical
fraud, they so sorry
Stacking more paper than libraries
My niggas they legendary
Sip out my cup, it's the muddy scary
I tell your bitch to go read
to your
Library, your library, your library
Wilbur and Charlotte became closest of friends, their differences just didn't matter
And Alice she had
And they won't let me smoke in prison
I'm sad now
So I got out of prison
So I could smoke
Because I have an unhealthy addiction
I was in the public library
Saddle up, away we go
Next stop is New Mexico
One last show for our old friend
Tonight Wild Bill rides again
They've got drugs there that are
Out
the cards that I dealt
Feeling too high when I land I might melt
I'm in another world like I came from Roswell
Laying with another girl and she told me all's
friends are gone, t-t-they d-didn't see Februar
Blue like a blueberry
I'm on this song, I gotta carry
Dropped a song, quiet like a fuckin' library
C-C-Cuts
Benefits the Friends of the Library in our town
Holding a dinner party get a cookbook or two
Find a great mystery book here is the clue
Got a coffee table
These are the strange days
Livonia's in retrograde
Even the library's in open revolt
(Back where I started)
Afraid of my friends
I zoom with my
a big white door
Omori hopped through the white door to explore
cnd entered a dream packed full of lore
Then he looked at his friends, who were all quite
and the room's too dark
But she just carries on
And I get her in but her friend gets turned away
But what can I say?
When the boy meets girl and the girl
Christmas and Chill, yeah!
Don't give a damn about money, yeah
That ain't as sweet as honey, yeah!
Family and friends, yeah
Better than a hundred bands,
Somebody's watching
Through the keyhole in my apartment
I sold all my small supply
To keep my memory healthy
My friends are in the basement
Stealing
to know Library's full of diaries
Sit and stay and write me a note Your tire's gotten tired slow
Your TV's on at home You turn it up so loud
It's always
outcomes I already know
Some things I did that I wish to re-write
In that midnight library
Thinking 'bout all the possibilities
Of who I am and who I'm not
Laura‚ I'm sorry‚ I didn't
Mean to startle you
Oh‚ you look so pale
What are they doing?
They've retired to the library
Stay here with me!
We can't
minie
Thank God it's Friday
Please don't ask me for my ID
If I'm in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library
My mansion is so tidy
But my
minie
Thank God it's Friday
Please don't ask me for my ID
If I'm in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library
My mansion is so tidy
But my
story with caution.
You got books, my little friend yeah,
I will conquer them in the end if I can haha (Jump in)
I see a Peter over there by the library
library
Got my own book in my library, my mansion is so tidy
My neighbours hate my mistress cause she never wear no nighties
I go Claridges to do high tea,
Sacred space
The library
Sacred space
When I exercise
Sacred space
When it's bedtime
Sacred space
In my classroom
Sacred space
At the dinner table
calls the demon princess
The lach is evil and he wants to melt home
The ghostzone guard is friends with death now
Badplace
Want that ac
From the ghost
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