Lyrics:
Blockhead march-past "Miss empty face"
Quisling's summer Olympic games
Iron elbows for hurdle race
Puppet show on wide open stage
Innocent
bitterness, love, and violence
I'm writing a petition to have smoking as a sport
in the 2002 Summer Olympic Games (wanna sign it?)
Now look, I jux germs draggin
these partisans are moronic fucks
Leave ‘em in the dust to get eaten by buzzards
Beat by Russian thugs disgruntled by the heat of the summer olympics
to the Space Olympics
The year Thirty Twenty Two
Take part in a grand tradition
Your name echoes in the holes of the universe!
Believe in yourself!
give in, never give in
Never give in, I've got to win
Olympic Games, Olympic Games
Winners and losers, fortune'n'fame
Olympic Games, Olympic Games
she liked the way he played the game
Everybody cheered,
When he scored that last touchdown
Indian Summer
The wonder
The hunger
And the sound
done and I surrender now
I want my level, you've got to bring him, bring him down
I thought you were a game
Turns out you were the summer rain
You
to blame?) What his name?
(We know his name, his name is.)
Mister Booze, Mister Booze, Mister be , double O, Z, E,
Don't ever choose, any game you play with
summer
Obviously, the most important part
Of the event is
The opening sixty yard sprint
Towards the crocs
And 22-year-old Nottingham
Schoolteacher Gavin
And then it would speak back to me
Perhaps now that it's me, you see
I'm dreamin' I am me don't stop me now
I'm a winner in the Olympic Games
Don't stop me
The Olympic Torch Is Carried Around The World
Ignites The Cauldron To Begin The Games
With Athletes From All Around The Globe
In 33 Different Sports
got a heart of stone.
You can laugh at salvation, you can play Olympic games
You think that when you rest at last you'll go back from where you came
on e-bay and I bought a diamond tester
Kisses on my pain
Summer-summer and it rains
Winter olympics in two thousand ten
Who's to blame
Were competing casually
Working with all the same
In this olympic galaxy
Caught in a game
How can I find a way
Out of this maze
Is it
daisy chains (What? What? What? What?)
Hip-Hop in the summer
Don't be a bummer, babe
Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm
High tops in the summer
are about to receive
The Olympics in Georgia
God you know we're gonna screw that up
I guarantee you
When they let those doves go at the opening
a childish game
We play but I don't feel that way
'Cause you're as right as rain
Mellow as a shower on a summer's day
You're as right as rain
Softer
You can't escape my affection (yah, yeah)
Wrap you up in my daisy chains (What? What? What? What?)
Hip-Hop in the summer (What? What? What?)
Don't
are about to receive
The Olympics in Georgia
God you know we're gonna screw that up
I guarantee you
When they let those doves go at the opening
Meet me afternoon 'neath the summer sun
Right by the lake 'til the evening comes
I run my fingers through your sun streaked hair
Baby, that's
If they gave Olympic medals
For rocking all night long
I would have won em all till I turned pro
I had years of dedication
And a natural
Everywhere I hear the sound
Of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy
Well,
caught her
Her innocence is something I still miss
No one ever will give me half the thrill
I got that summer's day
She was just a child
I was
Firefly, can you see me?
Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly
Could you imagine? one summer day,
That same night be on your way
Do you
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