Lyrics:
A bear with a honey pot stuck on its head
A large green hippo with blinking eyes
Some tiny tiny people swinging tiny tiny lanterns
On the Main
a rotor
Broken down by the road
Even though I need it I just had to leave it
Head down to the show
There in the show my lady I found
Movin' around
Well I was getting kinda tired
Of her endless chatter
Nothing I could say
Ever seemed to matter
So I took a little drive
Just to clear my head
Schostakovich
Got your main bitch all on my
Dick and she be riding it
She tell me that your fuck
Game suspect tried of it
I don't even let her suck me
Off I let
A bear with a honey pot stuck on its head
A large green hippo with blinking eyes
Some tiny tiny people swinging tiny tiny lanterns
On the Main
Well I was getting kinda tired
Of her endless chatter
Nothing I could say
Ever seemed to matter
So I took a little drive
Just to clear my head
Head Is Heavier
Naughty Naughty Naa
Naughty Naughty Naa
Naughty Naughty Naa
Jaane Hoga Kya
Padh Gayi Main Puri Sunn
Ho Gayi Tun
Pee Gayi Neat Main
seras le sorcier
Charlie Chaplin mi amor
Chauffe le rotor pour les soirs
J'veux mon grizzly sans légumes
Par contre plat africain j'ai la dalle
Charlie
Hm, 4Hunnid, oh yeah, oh yeah
You know, sounds, yeah
Sounds (so)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just
head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
It seems to be the reoccurring main theme
The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen
I
the Dallas blues
And the Main Street heart disease
(It's buzzin' 'round)
Buzzin' 'round my head
Like a swarm of little honey bees
(Of honey bees)
When I got
know ya)
Uh I mighta poured you a drink
But don't let it go to your head, I know why you
Came, tryna be my main chick
Passenger side when I lane
See this ancient riverbed
See where all the follies are led
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
I was just some tow-head teen
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio
sink in to the cement
Reaper has nothing to steal cause the soul isn't present
Reeking chain smoker
Fit stain with the odor
Head spin like a rotor
Feel
day in July
Sun's comin' up, comin' up down on Main Street
Children shout as they're running out to play
Head in my hands here I am standing in my bare
know ya)
Uh I mighta poured you a drink
But don't let it go to your head, I know why you
Came, tryna be my main chick
Passenger side when I lane
rotors though
Inside your head
You are a mess too
Will I be able to save you?
Splash
If I make my way inside your head, will you show me that you are
See this ancient riverbed
See where all the follies are led
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
I was just some tow-head teen
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio
On this cold day in July
Sun's comin' up, comin' up down on main street
Children shout as they're running out to play
Head in my hands here I am
Hear the rotor spin, gonna do you in
Trouble got its way to find your door
Are you ready to fly?
Now she got her hair done, laying on her side
You
Will you ever get out of my head?
Through every dimension as tension ahead, I gotta go my main
Dreams are like beans up like coming through my
well
And she never said
Who placed those thoughts inside her head
No-one cares today
About anybody anyway
Our minds have all been poisoned
By the modern
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