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(it's corked up with the ether) There may be oil (it's corked up with the ether) Under Rockall (it's corked up with the ether) There may be oil
(it's corked up with the ether) There may be oil (it's corked up with the ether) Under Rockall (it's corked up with the ether) There may be oil
I've got a problem And you could solve it I want to build the world You become trapped in Helpless, you are precious Corked in my crevasse Like
Way out west in blankety blank A bull frog jumped from bank to bank Cause he never could find Nothin' better to do Well he corked all night
daughters and a forty-gallon still. One gal watched the boiler, the other watched the spout. Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out.
the spout Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out Dooley slippin' up the holler Dooley tryin' to make a dollar Dooley give me a swallow
the spout And mama corked the bottles And ole Dooley fetched 'em out. Dooley slippin' up the holler Dooley try to make a dollar Dooley give me a swaller
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating
the spout Mama corked the bottles when old Dooley fetched them out Dooley slippin' up the holler Dooley tryin' to make a dollar Dooley give me a swallow
your hand, man, you know it's all ball You sold a few records but don't get slick 'Cause you used a corked bat to get those hits Yeah you've been in
your hand, man, you know it's all ball You sold a few records but don't get slick 'Cause you used a corked bat to get those hits Yeah you've been in
tracked And your mouth These words start to gasp And in your head Feelings corked up and bottled You want to be adored [Chorus:] You might be You might
Corked in a landslide The weight is strangling me down I'm breathing waste The lifeline has been visually aborted Breathing through a foam of static
the spout And mama corked the bottles And ole Dooley fetched 'em out. Dooley slippin' up the holler Dooley try to make a dollar Dooley give me a swaller
she lit every candle she Found in the house She bathed and she dressed And corked open champagne Which made pigeons fly from her window sills
side-tracked And in your mouth These words start to gasp And in your head Feelings corked up and bottled You want to be adored You might be You might fall
thing of old corked sherry Baby you don't need to be cool Its insane and its unstoppable I worry, oh I worry too But I wouldn't change a day that's led
plus more, I sip the finely corked I want the cash in hand, and the beats front land And I get loco from Acapulco to Japan Mister Whitey Ford gets
the spout And momma corked the bottles When ol' Dooley fetched them out. CHORUS: Dooley, slipping up the holler Dooley, trying to make a dollar Dooley, give
Float from room to room Fine how are you in your second skin Nothing to do except end where we begin I know you, corked and clever Choked with blight in
summer's bottled mint Conjures and glows Summoning and spiriting As my hunger grows Summer is hot again And washed up on shore In a tightly corked bottle
watched the spout and momma corked the bottles when ol' Dooley fetched them out. CHORUS: Dooley, slipping up the holler Dooley, trying to make a dollar
commitments Maybe it's cuz you been drinking Them lines gettin blurry Now you in hurry to Pour out all your feelings Had em bottled, corked and screwed
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