Lyrics:
The bones of the cattle
Picked clean by buzzards
Bleached by the desert sun
I stumbled over a crumbling buck board
Nearly covered by the sand
And stopping
We'll seek our fortunes on Spain's solid ground
There's no future in the new world
Only fools believe the tales
Of the gold of El Dorado
Only
you gotta do
We're not listening that way
'Cause it's gold solid gold
We are gold solid gold
Take a trip and I'll meet you there
We'll hang out
Grew up as a 90s punk
Had bleached hair, mohawk, all that junk
But there was just one thing
That I never learned to do
I never learned to skateboard
his solid dick and kick flipped off his mother's clit
I want James' board
I need James' board
I want James' board
I need James' board
I want James'
Hi there Tex, what you say
Step aside partner, it's my day
Bend an ear and listen to my version
Of a really solid Tennessee excursion
Pardon
Hi there Tex, what you say
Step aside partner, it's my day
Bend an ear and listen to my version
Of a really solid Tennessee excursion
Pardon
the waters rise, don't be surprised
When the force tries to pull you in
We'll be found on the solid ground
Won't be no slave to sin
You say, hey now,
From the car window, it looks like Heaven
But it's just Queens
Walk across the parking lot and
Board the tram
Head on in
It's a world of triumph
and rolled like a wheel well well
Thick black felt birds flyin'
With capes of solid chrome
With feathers of solid chrome
And beaks of solid bone
And bleached
Now we can say that nothing's lost and only change brings round the prophecy
Where now it's melting, the solid frost was once a veil on greener
My bones is where the beach is white
Where the beach is white, 'cause they bleached us light
So I'm goin' back home, I took a leap last night
So I'm
never came
Wait
Wait as the waves rolled on and echoed just the same
Wait
Fly
And pray for solid ground
Fly
Hoping to be found
Wait
Bleached by the sun,
on paper
The earth is solid, you can dig it up
Or you can pave it over
Balconies (A poster)
Like diving boards (A placard)
Naked heels (Perspex)
This rain
Giggles
Faint guffaws
From demons on the side
Solid waves
Can't float with the tide
Syringes filled with violence
Injected into society
The bank bubbling at our feet
Board shorts and sun-bleached hair
Sometimes I dream I'm there
Nobody knows the places that we go
The places where the waves
stained
Some have sentimental value
That cannot be erased
Go store it in a cool dry place
We got solids and acoustics
And some from plywood board
Hi there Tex, what you say
Step aside partner, it's my day
Bend an ear & listen to my version
Of a really solid Tennesse excursion
Pardon me,
I see a window and all I can think about is
Do you wanna fight with me
I know it sounds crazy but I can't find solid ground
So do you wanna fight
Board the windows, winterize...recess with my mind
I have some in-between time...recess with my mind
Quilt of voices, piecemeal scenes...shutters
Solid as a rock, you know seh mi nah run
We full ah gyal and full of bun
Ah don ting, ah top ranking
High grade as me bloodclaat wake, ah nearly
board
I built this house
From the foundation to the roof
It's all me
Baby, blood, sweat, and the truth
Solid ground and weatherproof
I had
Weird images of our time:
Priests on boards, majors on bikes.
Now the authority is cool...
Weird images of our time:
Priests on boards major
I see a window and all I can think about is
Do you wanna fight with me
I know it sounds crazy but I can't find solid ground
So do you wanna fight
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