Lyrics:
One-story-carport-houses! One-story-carport-houses! One-story-carport-houses! Shining in their thawing! Shining in their dawning!
Oh, When the rain comes down I hear it Upon my roof Only thing I want to do Is roll a few with My crew yeah Under the carport Away from the street
drømme der er store nok helt ned i det små Jeg drømmer om en carport Vejens monument Jeg drømmer om en carport Hvor vil det være stort Lige nu og her med
Well it's just another lawn chair high It's just another lawn chair high And I'm sittin' in the carport Lookin' down the driveway Watchin' all
on the patient indecision That you felt You froze in the apartment No pictures on the mantel You stand in the carport But who could ever blame you? Your mother,
Die Wolken aus Marmor Das Herz ist aus Stein Lenk' das Auto vom Carport So weit, wie die Tanklampe reicht Und setz mich ab (ab, ab, ab) Mit
Twenty-one foreigns parked at the car-port We some tough shottas You dressed like a rookie, Spider my hoodie (Spider) Niggas to boogie, we killing boogie's
the carport, hit her on the dashboard Shawty like it hardcore (shawty like it hardcore) Shawty like it hardcore (shawty like it hardcore) (nobody stop) This
enten picken wütende rentner wütende rentner putzen wütend das carport wütende rentner fahren wütend rollator wütende rentnerinnen wütende rentner wütende
She's being fed through a tube Mum's been gone so long Dad's singing songs - "Godspeed your love to me" Dad's in the carport hanging Mum's in
rare that true love was We were living Without ever knowing We'd struck gold in the creek in the backyard We'd found diamonds buried under the carport
the sweep How he snappin', but he still sleep Hard work, good weed We was wrenchin' at the carport Flippin' shit up out the carport Hit the streets up on some
Whenever they always appear. And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down, On my carport roof made out of tin, If there's a flood, then there's gonna
Sad attempt at poetry, sad attempt at happiness The sadness of reality I'm OK, I've been OK, I'll stay OK I took the bullets from the carport
different this time And I see bags of newspapers and a car in the carport And you're a grown up and still unsure And I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no
different this time And I see bags of newspapers and a car in the carport And you're a grown up and still unsure And I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no
and now before you Set your boys each with their shining silverware They'll bury you under the wood beside the carport Bury you some neon stop along
and now before you Set your boys each with their shining silverware They'll bury you under the wood beside the carport Bury you some neon stop along
jelly box, sitting in the carport 808 crack, and I'm open like a barndoor Beer bottle cap, put 'em in the floor Set 'em in the floor, what a metaphor
was in the carport sideways Big dent running down the side Never seen anything as frightening As when I took a look inside Smell of musk
floorboard Your scratch offs that you asked for Your tire marks on my carport I, I never woulda wrote you a love song Woulda told you to keep all of your
The angel Moroni asleep in the carport With the newspaper under his arm It seems I was late to deliver his car keys So it looks like we are
jelly box, sitting in the carport 808 crack, and I'm open like a barndoor Beer bottle cap, put 'em in the floor Set 'em in the floor, what a metaphor
a lot of TV's Green like a golf course, Audi in the carport Staying up late with my mind on the chalk board I'd do anything just to get to the top
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