Lyrics:
There's a fly way to the south
Road is locked up
The next bend might lock up
7 double 9 or a million pounds for you
Fork out - covered
We are the new
shit, Heaven knows, Heaven's gates prolly closed (closed)
And these hoes in a race for the gold (gold)
We was raised on that fork in the road
No food
wings and you fly round and round
With a harp singing hymns
And down in the ground you grow horns and a tail and you carry a fork
And burn away
Well I better learn how to starve the emptiness
And feed the hunger
Up on the watershed
Standing at the fork in the road
You can stand there
on the watershed
Standing at the fork in the road
You can stand there and agonize
Till your agony's your heaviest load
You'll never fly as the crow flies
Get
cause you fly higher
Missed the mark We've lost each other
Now
There's a fork
There's a fork
There's a fork in every road
There's a fork
There's a fork
(boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa), is so peculiar, (It sure is).
A fork belongs with the knife (It sure does)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage)
I love cabbage, a husband should
(boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa), is so peculiar, (It sure is).
A fork belongs with the knife (It sure does)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage)
I love cabbage, a husband should
Time For A Change: Time To Fly/Big Bands Of Ancient Temples/Serenade/Back To Nature
Take me to the wood
Where we can die
Take me to the moon
Where we can fly
Or take me to the temple of love
Or take me to the temple of pure
Take me
Rollin' down the temple walls
And the churches' exposed sores.
Rollin' through the fighting.
Through religious wars.
Mostly came up with nothin'...
learned
And the human race just
Kept rollin' on.
Rollin' through the fighting
Rollin' through the religious wars
Rollin' down the temple walls
there's nothing to do but fly (mm-hm)
(Life is so peculiar but I often wonder why)
Oh, life, (boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa), is so peculiar, (sure is)
A fork
rituals and secrets
remain a mystery
Beneath an ever watchful eye
The angels of the temple fly
Turn the key, walk through the gate
The great ascent
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
there's nothing to do but fly (mm-hm)
(Life is so peculiar but I often wonder why)
Oh, life, (boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa), is so peculiar, (sure is)
A fork
to you
Let the wind grab hold you
Let the words, bleed out of you
Fly.. Fly..
Temples in my mind sacred and true
Temples in my mind sacred and true
Well I better learn how to starve the emptiness
And feed the hunger
Up on the watershed
Standing at the fork in the road
You can stand there
I ask at miss
I ask never strong to fly ball
I'll never, so little fork, if
Are the love listen
Or what you need us
Or what you need us
See me late
Fly my pretty silver lining
Wishful thinking
Strike defiant
Send your prayers for Gliese 710
Locked and loaded
Death descends
Alien figures
(It sure is)
A fork belongs with the knife
(It sure does)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage)
I love cabbage, a husband should have a wife
(Yes)
Life
I'm pretty fly for a rabbi
Meccha leccha hi, meccha hiney hiney ho
Our temple's had a fair share of rabbis in the past
But most of'em were
able to fly like a bumblebee
Try not to be underneath
Your sneaker
Pitiful creature
I'm not afraid of your pesticide
Or ray
'Cause in heavens my
I'm The Truth why Would I Lie?
I Walk Around This Bitch like A Pilot
I'm Fly (I'm Fly) hello & Bye Bye
I Leave Y'all Ass in The Past Like Tie-Dye
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