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She smashed the radio with the board of education Turn up the static left of the state of the nation Turn up the flame, step on the gas Burning
She smashed the radio with the board of education Turn up the static left of the state of the nation Turn up the flame, step on the gas Burning
of the agricultural plan. Hey Moscow, what's your name? If you don't want to say, don't worry. It would probably be hard for me to make it scan. With her phrase
not share it when the nights are cold? Hey Moscow, what's your story? Lady, take your time, don't hurry Maybe a student of the agricultural plan Hey
Late nights thinkin' of you Until I get my nut Tossed and turned, lesson learned You was my first girlfriend Bridges burned, all across the board
Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from
Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from
, the impossible fate, yeah Get On Board You're trying to play this game again State of serenity, a modern day in sanity Get On Board Don't you even try to pretend
I went down to the station I leaned against the door I went down to the station I leaned against the door You know I know the Empire State Any
Sun explodes on my skin I don't like the state I'm in Trying to catch the perfect wave It's coming now, come on let's rave But I drown, yeah I
You can roam my mind state We can have a play date You sip sin right away It's time to celebrate On my mind on my way You can jig, I might say You
On the twentieth day of May And caused to loving children To sleep beneath the clay These two dear kids walked side by side Out on a state highway Their
a depressive state, Deflecting self-hate to nature's fate. Parasites and weeds, viruses that spread, Rats in the shadows, our fears they embed. But most of all,
park Never keep a good one down Early years were a dreadnought Waiting to tread board And my work down the pan Hanging around By the back
want to be inside my headphones I skate for transportation Play guitar for elevation Into a state of my own I like distortion when I bar-chord
The four elements of natural force Projected daily through the sound of the source Everybody on board as we blend the sword with the pen The mightiest
I'm not impressed With the board of directors The state's inspectors Givin' 'em lectures Just because you win Doesn't mean I lose hey hey hey
thing you've been wanting her to do for months [Chorus] [Don Magic Juan] This is the chairman of the board, The Arch Bishop Don Magic Juan. Big
the door out front Will you come into my world that is wonderful Pick the brush up paint me so colorful Light the blunt up cause we're agricultural You're
Ladies in dresses Whores in the bedroom Holy obsessions Old boys in board rooms The safety of sure doom Call it old fashioned (Frightened
I discovered the Valley of the Shifting Whispering Sands While prospecting in a western state I saw the silent windmills The crumbling water tanks
around like white sand in the floor board Here's to my red-light dashboard drummer Best sunsets that I ever saw Every kiss like a cold rum runner I
a middle-aged mom with no control Let me join the board and sell my soul to the Fascist state to the fascist state Sell my soul to the fascist state
the Armed Forces of the United States And to report at local district board Number fifty-four In Lancaster, Pennsylvania Get your bags ready to go July
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