Lyrics:
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerrilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerrilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
It's hard to believe that I smile in my sleep
'Cause everyone leaves me
I'm so hard to keep company
In Misery Company
Most people don't mention
was up to me
Now I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub
So
was up to me
Now I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub
So
home, officer
And that's all, that's all, that's all
She has company and I've walked into the wrong room
So I go to the bathroom and I wash my hands
EMCEE:
What do you say we give Officer Thompson here a round of applause for getting this far?
All right, then! We're in the final round of the game now.
to find some kind of substance control
Maybe someone is carryin' a gun
No, nothing, no one has none
Gloomy and sorry when I come clean
Yo officer, what
on a runway
Attention, officer's on duty
And then she tosie slide for me
Make way make i fill her up
She say come be my company
Make i run her industry
Gwantana
on our doooor)
Three's Company some shit,
Don't fit,
Like Biggie said, 2 dicks and a pussy,
(oh well) ain't that some s*it,
So when the cop's pull me over,
A forelorn world don't know what they're after Company secrets betraying them,
Selling them all In space no one hears your scream
Left alone with your
of money too
I was looking for some company
In the weekly Scene
Seen an ad it just had to be you
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
And I never did
me in your company
Just put me in your company uh
Early, you can call me Mr Punctual
Even in the rain and thunder
I go loyal pass your officer
Anything
best company
Sugar rushed tourists
They dig out the day
Jugglers them running
From officer's nails
Cellery soup for the poor
Who don't stay
Under a sky
if you wanted
So many bodies on my microphone, the shit's haunted
Doggonnit, your girl's on it
Record companies are on it, you can't have it, causing
day and it was a shit day for the rest of the year
Hey! Is this the place you work? Oh I like your office sir, officer pull me over (Oh shit!)
End
187 on dispatch chatter, officer down Blue lives splatter,
Misery loves company amongst the flies.\
Ours will be the boots upon the throats of our
will be blood deeper than leviathan
And my platoon full of bad lieutenants
X-men, expendables, bad company, criminals
Crush goons with a kanga,
Trapped in a maze, my soul
Packaged away, my goals
No company so I have to just stay alone
My bed is concrete
Reminisce to when I was buckled up
hate to break it to you officer, but my businesses are registered companies mate, so good luck with whatever is your looking for. Hashtag Glow Gang
better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
You better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
Please, can't breathe, officer don't shoot
Tell
na true abi dem brainwash us
Won ni taba grad big companies dem go rush us
Egbon ton shey Paga na graduate wey de for junction
Tofi d’ori driver
Unhealthy rise and danger, INB BSE chief impact
officers, who's helping? fear of regional digital divide,
its mount fuji sitting above the clouds
And company to kill the hours
A social experiment, may be
But foremost a probing technique
Applied by the officers of the law
To find out which truth they can
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