Lyrics:
out.
What you want.
I said look man, I'm John Lee Hooker, I sing the blues.
They said the President don't have time for the blues.
I said look
Thunderhead's heart
All to pieces
I was raised on Bo Diddley
Jimmy Reed and Bobby Blue
I hung out with Lightening Hawkins
John Lee Hooker, just to name
If I were the marrying kind,
Which thank the Lord I'm not, sir,
The kind of man that I would wed,
Would be a rugby hooker,
He'd hook balls, I'd
Big Joe Williams, Bukka White, Robert Johnson, Jimmy Reed
Sam Chatmon, Ishman Bracy, Tommy Johnson, Skip James
John Lee Hooker, Elmore James,
Big Joe Williams, Bukka White, Robert Johnson, Jimmy Reed
Sam Chatmon, Ishman Bracy, Tommy Johnson, Skip James
John Lee Hooker, Elmore James,
bra, show your breasts and move your dress
Yo what's the matter hooker, cat got your tongue?
Or do you want my tongue to get your cat and get you strung
Michael IV
Sir William
Let us begin shall we
Mmmm yes we shall
I just spent a hundred fifty pounds on a suitcase
no big deal I just bought it from
William the Angel sits on the yellow line
William the Angel stuck in the middle of the road
Staring out at his broken wing
He sheds a couple of tears
I am a sailor, both stout and strong
To a goodly vessel I do belong
Well guard and anchored and well equipped
Sir William Gower and a very fine ship
opens, footsteps, we hear the music more clearly, louder now)
Knox: Good evening Mr. President. Sorry to disturb you, sir.
Roosevelt: That’s quite
Easter day was a holiday
Of all days of the year,
And all the little schoolfellows went out to play
But Sir William was not there.
Mamma went
Hello
Henry Fielding: Tittle-tattle Tittle-tattle...
Lawrence Sterne: Hello
Mary Wolstencraft: Vindicated!
Jane Austen: Here I am!
Sir Walter Scott:
a bitch, with a hooker's body
Cause it ain't nuttin but a trap
And females'll get jacked and kidnapped
You'll wind up dead
Just to be safe don't wear no
hookers in mini-skirts
When you pimp like me, put your mind to work
It's like 24 hoes, better known as tracks
When I grab that mic I spit these raps
I
especially a bitch, with a hooker's body
cause it ain't nuttin but a trap
And females'll get jacked and kidnapped
You'll wind up dead
Just to be safe don't
Skal ha tre fire fem digge damer hjem
Ringer pluggen opp hooker bag med en venn
KrizzyB
En drink to drink jeg drikker det igjen
Er full som bare
through the shield-wall
Steel rang out like evil bells
across the land
Sir William is still alive , he shows his face
raising proud his helmet to the sky
Tunechi and will.i.am
F1
This is the formula
This is the formula
This is the formula
This is the formula
Uh, I know you
Easter day was a holiday
Of all the days in the year
And all the little schoolfellows
Went out to play
But Sir William was not there
Mamma went
When Lord Strange failed in his escape
Twas then that the king learnt nearly too late
Of the treachery of Sir William Stanley
Such doubtful loyalty
she shut me out and left me
Now I'm so lonesome, I could cry
That man, Hank Williams
He knew what he was talking about
She broke Thunderhead's heart old
It was a long time ago, no shoes on my feet
I walked ten miles of train track to hear Hank Williams sing
His body was worn but his spirit was free
his feet
Students
Musicians
A teacher
Fools
I'm a hooker
I'll show you a good time
Tie me to the rafters
I'm a thinker
I could stay there
all day
beepers
Part 2 - Sir William and the five giants:
Sir William has named [five giants]
they shall be tamed [five giants]
all's been improved [five]
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