Lyrics:
of May
She was spectacular
I walk a half-moon by the bus stop
Sliding 'cross the street to her
Three stings
Sequentially
Three strings
Won't
and heave your vessel to;
Blow high ! Blow low ! and so sailed we.
For we have got some letters to be carried home by you.
A-sailing down all on the coasts
got minds of kings
Build your own live out your dreams
Dont use woman by two or three
Have patience life can get wild
Heading up the stream
Save your
There were three brothers in merry Scotland
In merry Scotland there were three
And they did cast lots which of them should go
Should go, should go
flee.
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I'm the vessel full of power
With a treasure from the Lord
[Chorus:Repeat x3]
I'm the vessel full of power
With a treasure
Only name Table Rogers a share man am I
On a three-masted schooner from Twelingate Isle
I've been the world over North, South, East and West
But
When the ship runs out of ocean
And the vessel runs aground
Land's where we know the boat is found
Now there's nothing unexpected
About the water
Verse one:
The amplified sample, will trample, the leading cancel
That vacate your vessel
Guide this, strenuous as an arm wrestle
Move swift
millworking man from Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me these three faces to feed
Millwork ain't easy; mill-work ain't hard
man
From Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me these three faces to feed.
Millwork ain't easy, millwork ain't hard,
Listen children, hear this story
That will take you around the world
In the belly of the vessels
Stowed away nine pirate girls
Nine pirate girls,
(3x)
A vessel of honour
I don’t wanna be
A vessel of gold
I don’t wanna be
A vessel of silver
I don’t wanna be
A vessel of wood oh God
I don’t wanna be
There were three brothers in merry Scotland
In merry Scotland there were three
And they did cast lots which of them should go
Should go, should go
man
From Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me these three faces to feed.
Millwork ain't easy, millwork ain't hard,
There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
In merry Scotland there were three, aye,
And they did cast lots which of them should go,
Should go,
social media
And, you know for me
You know I just got back my
IQ scores and they were Mensta
Level one thirty three
Ninety eighth percentile
Like straight
Infinitum ingests where the blood equals debt
The language of thorns, the sacrifice in satisfaction
Ego death, vessel left
Antennae reducing
my blood vessels
Realness in my blood vessels
You got burnt 3rd degree burns uh hot
Got to think before actions that's that
Don't you let them break
Hey, Mr. Jordon
I think I wrote this one about you
Riding back roads with my day ones, yeah we rolling deep
Just three amigos
We set sail one summer
Language is an Ocean
Language is a Sea
Mother tongue dissolves
In Eternity
1, 2, I am 3 Free Voices
1, 2, I am 3 Free Voices
Crying vessel
Of time
was a laundry starcher
At three-and-six a day.
Oh think of me! Oh think of me!
She mournfully did say,
When you are in a foreign land,
Three thousand
I am a sailor, both stout and strong
To a goodly vessel I do belong
Well guard and anchored and well equipped
Sir William Gower and a very fine ship
Some kind of sailing ship
Some kind of floating vessel
Some kind of sailing ship
Some kind of floating vessel
Saturday, September 8 he had decided
Not
I'm just a shell
A vessel for something else
A vessel for something else
So I try
To think of the good old days
And try to feel the same
But it's not
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