Lyrics:
and swims, I've got it in this bottle.
It's not a salamander or a crested newt.
I've got an axolotl.
From Mexico, magnifico, like a walking fish, don't you
always taught to love even if it ain't enough
Finally I found the mission, one sole task that God has planted
Had to evolve to great ambitions, Charizard;
into a newt.
BEDEMIR: A newt?
VILLAGER #3: I got better.
VILLAGER #2: Burn her anyway!
CROWD: Burn! Burn her!
BEDEMIR: Quiet, quiet. Quiet! There
a brute
I was a great king at Kahoot
Gimme The Loot
Or you'll get the boot
Gimme The Loot
Or you'll get the boot
Gimme The Loot
Or you'll get the boot
cooking on halo of the moon
The brewing Brewess and her great, long, magic wooden spoon
Brewess she stirs, potion, you crave
Brewess she does magic tonight
We're okay
So tell them we'll sue
But a settlement will do
Sexual harassment and civil rights, too
Steve, you're great
No, you cut the paper
too
Steve, you're great
(into pay phone)
No you cut the paper plate
Didja cheat on Mark a lot would you say?
We're okay
Honey, hold on...
(into
did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that uncle newt
Forgot to open his parachute?
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party
I’ve got
No shame
No shame
I ain’t got time for it
I’m living so great
All love and no hate
No it’s never boring
No shame
No shame
I’m getting away
did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that uncle newt
Forgot to open his parachute?
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party
did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that uncle newt
Forgot to open his parachute?
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party
the water, half these figures around me be hollering Newt
Now what the fuck has this politician did for you
Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon'
these songs
Tear apart everything that I have so far
I got nothin' left to me
I'm a piece of shit
Constantly overstated how great I am
What's new to it?
[WORDS GLEANED FROM THE CRYSTAL OF MEMORY:]
From a time beyond time, we come.
We, who once crested the waves of the great astral sea...
and who
Fella wanna do crime
That's great
Need a stick?
Hell, take mine
Skimmin' pennies when the massa yelling break time
No colonial me and my brothers
and in my veins it longingly holds
Crested atop the hillside stood the waning hunter's domain,
where adorned were the weapons of war
Called on by the hunt
yearn devoted to the Greater Crested Starling
Which received applause by Mavis who had even called him darling.
With the poems and the sonnets flowing
crested heart
Beating loud right from the start
Til' they hear our story
Real loud and they'll hear our story
As we dance this endless dance
As we make love
Vieira's middle name
Great players leaving, no doubt a big shame
Expecting the matches to spin
To contest within, the Manchester win
The boys up in
Massively rising high and bare
Beyond all trees, the ridges thrown
Like giant arms among the clouds
There was neither voice nor crested image
No chorister,
My band of soaks, my den of dissolute's
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My sons of whores spend their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons
My band of soaks, my den of dissolutes
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My sons of whores (no, no, no, no not tonight) spend their lives
and a coat and a great white shark
c snail and a whale and my own water park
So I can ride, rides all the time with no lines
The kind that ya find on a day
of the Great I Am
Is this planned with your face in your hands
Ask for the motive
You never noticed
We are not the same
Truths that are broken
Shit that you
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