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Don Alfonso [Long Version]

Mike Oldfield

Balm for the Walking Dead

Now I'm A Toreador
I Am For Sure
I Kill Bulls By The Score
And Sometimes More
And When They Hear The Bell Ring
Inside The Bullring
The Bullocks

Don Alfonso [Multimedia Track]

Mike Oldfield

The Platinum Collection

2006

Now I'm a toreador
I am for sure
I kill bulls by the score
And sometimes more
And when they hear the bell ring
Inside the bullring
The bullocks

beside a boab tree
The rusty ridge behind was glowing in the final rays of light
As I baked some spuds and brewed a pot of tea

On the track (on the track)

the land!
Desolation where the crow is! Desert!
Where the eagle flies
Paddocks where the luny bullock starts
And stares with reddened eyes;
Where, in clouds

a condescending disguise
Sandra Bullock, specifically from Speed 2
Fighting with my best friend's aunt at a barbecue
A frog doing his taxes while he sits

South
Yeah
And don't even know where to know to start
All I ever wanted was something special
The last bitch broke my heart
Imma fuck her bestfriend

of
The bugle wild and free?
And soon you'll know the ringing of
The rifle from the tree

Oh, the rifle, oh, the rifle
In our hands will prove no trifle
Oh,

and intu, flex the best that I've been given

Jumping from jolly and joyous, realm from the raunchy to rolex
Goal has been to perform my heart in a way that

Got rid of my old bitch man I just dodged a bullet
Then I fucked a cougar that look like Sandra Bullock
I ain't got all day baby tell me if you wit it

I'm gonna blow your mind, hold you close
Squeeze you tight
The next time that I see you
I'm gonna tell you I love you
Cross my heart and I hope I die

to every autopsy
Man that boy bad, man that boy spaz
'Til he crash like Sandra Bullock
And Luda on the ave
He changed his name, he a conscious rapper
Naw

fucking shit lives
That sucks so much, it breaks my heart so much
Because, fuckin' I don't know
Like, every, we just look at things
'Cause we're human,

Fast Cars

Aesop Rock

Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives

2005

that afternoon
And my dog tags jingle by the monster island heart he built
Grew up with a jughead crown tilt and tardy slip
Be all you can be just

keep them knots without looking
With no blindside Sandra Bullock
Like this is what all it touches just showing my ass
Granny say you too cheeky but I

Love and war, God be with old times
Hot fresh blood, they prescribe for decline
Love and war, always the same
Anne Hathaway, she was to blame

I'm a tree

sunny seas
When I think of missing seamen me heart returns again
To a season spent in Moretan Bay with Queensland Whaling Men.

Yo-ho you Queensland

I ran outta love yeah
I Ran outta drugs yeah
And I can’t bring it back to life
I swear my heart so numb
I can’t love none the same no more
Thought

Thought we’d be together till the end of time
Gave my heart in sweet surrender my partner in crime
We had a love so strong, inseparable Bonnie

not the one that hating and judging the miserble f*cktard I have lard but doesn't make me ugly like 

Those hidng sweaty bullock brains when they in

my job
What if i go no where i ain't going no where
I don't think about it tho jotting bars i concoct
Got Allah in my heart, on this path that i walk

THE FIGURES, AND HE'S ADDING UP THE BILLS 
WHILE HIS HEART IS SIMPLY ACHING FOR A SIGHT OF SOUTHERN HILLS. 

THEN HE HEARS A WOOL-TEAM PASSING WITH A RUMBLE

my iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God, 
and renew a right spirit within me.
Cast me not away from your presence 
and take not your holy

of your flesh will be laid in the clay

O Dell is preparing to take his revenge on you
The undead will rise for the purpose of tormenting you
The heart

on the carpets
Your carcass is garbage
Selling it, black markets
Its hard for an artist with actual bullocks
I'll leave you looking like
A Jackson Pollock i'm not