Lyrics:
Never been a millionaire
And I tell you mama I don't care
Never gonna own a race-horse
Or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Don't think I'll own
Never been a millionaire
And I tell you mama I don't care
Never gonna own a race-horse
Or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Don't think I'll own
I'm Gucci i'm Gucci, I'm Gucci
I'm Gucci, I'm Gucci i'm Gucci, I'm Gucci
Try to pass that mid blunt I'm Gucci
I'm Gucci
Young rich nigga J rock gucci
Iodide is mid
You are a Mid Bizarre Adventure
This song was mid
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inventory, in this gourd there's a Ford engine door hinge
Syringe, an orange, an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention, four linchpins,
there's a Ford engine door hinge
Syringe, an orange, an extension cord and a Ninja sword
Not to mention, four linchpins, an astringent stored
Ironing
Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give
"T minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4; we've got the main engine start - we have main..."
"America's first space shuttle!"
"And the shuttle has cleared
comes on her face,
I can't replace it,
And she leaves me.
She's butterfly in mid July who just can't wait to try her brand new wings.
On brand new
They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk
creepies or hallucinogenics
It's the height of paranoia
Male, white, mid-to-late thirties
Serial number, five four one two nine
Going down fast, goes down
comes Ivor the engine driver to make you feel much better
[IV. Ivor The Engine Driver]
My name is Ivor
I'm an engine driver
I know him well
I know why
One step, two step, electric slide
Red fish, blue fish, blow your mind
Engine, engine, number nine
Mama gonna let you set the moon on fire
Jack
to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
side by side
(Ooh, rev it up now)
Yeah, my fuel-injected Stingray and a four-thirteen
(Ooh, rev it up now)
Revvin' up our engines, and it sounds real
side by side
(Ooh, rev it up now)
Yeah, my fuel-injected Stingray and a four-thirteen
(Ooh, rev it up now)
Revvin' up our engines, and it sounds real
Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand
Said this is
Now this man down at the used car lot
Tried to sell me four wheels and a trunk.
I said, "Man, there is no engine!",
He said, "The engine's just
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Yesterday I was a bum and broke
Today I am a star and broke
In this town that's called progress
One, two, three, four
It's been a long, cold winter
Feels like it's been forever, yeah
We both travelin'
I'm somewhere south of Wichita
You're
a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen
He likes to keep his fire engine clean
It's a clean machine
Penny Lane is in my
enough to obey.
You will be giving orders yourself someday.
4, At the first moment,
turn away from unclean thinking at the first moment.
5,
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