Lyrics:
Today, your Prime Minister said "go back home"
Your Prime Minister said "go back home"
"Now, before it's too late"
"When they close all the gates"
Narinder ਜੱਟੀ ਕੋਯੀ ਆਮ ਨਹੀ
ਬਣਨੇ ਜਿਹਨੇ Home Minister ਲੈਣਾ ਓਹਦਾ ਨਾਮ ਨਹੀ
ਵਾਂਗੂ ਕਿਸੇ ਭੂੰਡ ਆਸ਼ਿਕ਼ ਦੇ ਕਰਨੀ ਬਦਨਾਮ ਨਹੀ
ਬਾਠਾਂ ਵਾਲੇ ਬਾਠਾਂ ਰਖੀਆਂ ਕਾਬੂ ਵਿਚ ਜੀਭਾਂ ਨੇ
up with the Minister
Turn onto pay-per-view
Taking a final stand
Staring in TV land
We're Ministers abroad
We're Ministers at home
We're trying
horrors lurk at night
Realm unlike any you've known
Nightmare's kingdom to call home
Blood Minister, you delivered Plague unto this town
An ungodly
surgery
For lips, booty, and tummy tuck, to fit the clergy
Broke up a happy home, ministers commit adultery
Guess they people too
I guess it fall on Lucy
I
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run
Whoa!
Somehow outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
For her skin, solid for her complexiion, never saw her home again. The =
Minister of culture, he argues so well, his teeth are flashing as he =
Details,
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run
Whoa!
Somehow outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Get of us of here
The bell tower rang it's limit
The choir quit serving biscuits
So everybody's going home
Perfect is a ghost
The minister is balding
So all you people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes, (ooh) ooh
Thank God you people give freely (yeah)
Don't turn your back on the lesson
the people listening at home
By the people watching on the telly
But if you are feeling sinister
Go off and see a minister
He'll try in vain to take away
and when and where to follow
But if you are feeling sinister
Go off and see a minister
He'll try in vain to take away the pain of being a hopeless
Prime minister, wifey at home dancing
I quit da job, I put on my sandals
I kida kudz, Im jiggy bop dancing
Fried rice stickin in ma teeth
Soo...I finna
Sinister thoughts
On my frontal lobe
Call the minister
When I get home
Fuck the critics up
With the four four chrome
That liquor fuckin' up my dome
To become a minister and by the way I understand he was very successful
And during this period of his life Tommy pasteured a small Baptist church
In the very
a senator,
My nephew Cam Lil C and Sinister,
Had a crowd in front of mic's like a minister,
Westfield the home team you niggaz visitors,
My niggaz go to war
Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
Even presidents have newspaper lovers
Ministers go crawling under covers
She's no angel
He's no saint
yawning
Good manners
And bad breath get you nowhere
Even Presidents have newspaper lovers
Ministers go crawling under covers
She's no angel
He's
village
Until he reached the age of thirty he worked as a carpenter
Then for three years he was a traveling minister
But he never traveled more than
be cool
And never be wrong
Time is what we're chasin'
And always on the one
Please mr, minister
Are you at home
Can I pay you a visit
And tell
of these new ministers says
The warder in the joy
Early one mornin' as the
Branchmen were sleepin'
A little helicopter it flew across the sky
And down into
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
soul-do the sinister
(Chorus 1:)
Come on come one come on do the sinister come on
Come on come on hey hey hey
(Chorus 2:)
The minister is getting sinister
"The American dream had a price
Tag and only one
Man in a million was hungry enough to pay"
Hey man
You can save that morality for your minister
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