Lyrics:
cereal
That'll make me feel better bout myself
I'm gonna get some cereal
That'll make me feel better
Crunch crunch
Shredded
Wheat
Uh-oh
Oh no
Fourteen
Agreement is made
Deal is sealed
Orange goblin took her by the hand
Through the wheat fields
And there they found
The magic money tree
Yet still
Black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
With black
Black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
With black
to bore
It's wheat sheep and a crooked main street
Wheat sheep and a crooked main street
West Wyalong where the highways meet
Yeh that's not bad
I like it
Black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
With black
run these streets ('naut)
Yeah I gotta get this bread, yeah, that whole wheat (lil' baby)
I'm on low-key, I live my best life (that life)
Feel like
Jacob's trouble, trouble, trouble
This tribulation
He's separating the wheat from the tares
Ooh, the wheat from the tares
Jacob's trouble, trouble, trouble
and joy
Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on
Love is just the way to live and die
Gold is just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue is
just the thing that he was raised on
Love is just the way to live and die
Gold is just a windy Kansas wheat field
And blue is just a Kansas summer sky
I just got a new stream
Stacking bread
Whole wheat
Day ones
New team
If you ain't getting money
I don't wanna link
I just got a new stream
Stacking
Take this dro, in and out slow
Leave your wheat timbs on the floor
Why don't you take this dro
See into your soul
And leave your wheat timbs
Pull up the cork and pour it on
'Tis the beginning of a new dawn
Bring in the wheat and bring in the corn
Inhibition is going, going, gone, all
Sundown in the Paris of the prairies wheat kings have all their treasures buried
And all you hear are the rusty breezes pushing
Around the weather
lives right by my beautiful
I've made peace with my demons
I'm not running running from the dark
So let the weeds grow with the wheat
Let the weeds grow
yeah
What's in you heart
Real or you fake
It's the root where it starts
Wheat or a tare
Wheat or a tare
Living or dying it can't be a pair
Deception is
I spin flour
From wheat
It don't make much
Just enough to eat
I can't complain
I grind the wheat
And the wheat grinds me
Everyday it gets harder
I step forward and keep my head up
Allergic to wheat and I still get bread up
Touch my bro you'll end up dead up
I roll that med up
Mum looked at me
yeah
What's in you heart
Real or you fake
It's the root where it starts
Wheat or a tare
Wheat or a tare
Living or dying it can't be a pair
Deception is
use the pen
Have writ its praises high;
It fills the air with perfume rare
Distilled with wheat and rye.
Refrain:
Distilled with wheat and rye,
truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zoomin' in
The engines stop running
The wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is
Sundown in the Paris of the prairies
Wheat kings have all treasures buried
And all you hear are the rusty breezes
Pushing around the weathervane
Sundown in the Paris of the prairies
Wheat kings have all treasures buried
And all you hear are the rusty breezes
Pushing around the weathervane
couldn't grow wheat
We couldn't grow wheat
I couldn't grow wheat
You kept it to yourself
But you jumped on my wheat
You jumped on my wheat
I jumped on my
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