Lyrics:
contract
Your advance is axed and A & are is gonna write all ya new tracks
I'm on the dole with mad loot sellin' bootlegs of poor artists
Got two legs
(two shots)
アガれ now 歌えオンヘヤ
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット (two shots)
ノリな more 歌えオンヘヤ
祝杯 (sippin'), 姿
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
screen he shadowed
Stars and he danced too
Daddy Long Legs, Daddy Long Legs
2 people with feet
Daddy Long legs, Daddy Long Legs
2 people with feet
Misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
With your narrow minded cronies
Who are fools of the first division
Death on two legs
You're tearing me
will he?
And the two of you just walk through the door
You're a quick change artist
Always in the mood for a change
Baby you're a quick change
Misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
With your narrow minded cronies
Who are fools of the first division
Death on two legs
You're tearing me
Your peronalised home feed curator
Your new fake news notificator
Your mind belongs to me
Four legs good two legs bad
Four legs good two legs bad
Four
And now, Mr. Terry Gilliam
Will sing, for you, I've got two legs
Hmm
I've got two legs
From my hips to the ground
And when I move them they
burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Twenty-twos
burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Twenty-twos
artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage in the ninety-two
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now DJ Quik is
Don't kick, don't fight, don't sleep at night
It's shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah
Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
With a too-ri-a, fo-diddle-di-a
Too-ri-o-ri-o-ri-a
There came Ted without any legs
And in their place two wooden pegs
She kissed him a dozen times
I'm a mechanical man
2 mechanical arms
2 mechanical legs
I'm a 2+2=4 man
Me feel swell
We work well
Me want what you want
on the Meditereen'.
Tell me the news of my son Ted.
Is the poor boy livin' or is he dead?"
Now up comes Ted without any legs
And in their place he has two wooden pegs
I'm a mechanical man
2 mechanical arms
2 mechanical legs
I'm a 2+2=4 man
Me feel swell
We work well
Me want what you want
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the North Strand
And on, and towards the sea
He said he was an artist
But he really painted billboards
In large capital letters
Large capital letters
two sides to every story
But triangles have three
And the tricycle has one more cycle
Than the washing machine
Chickens have two legs
And varmin
two in the hip, thirty one in the bust
She's forty two in the hip, thirty one in the bust
She's got big fine legs and she knows how to strut her stuff
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