Lyrics:
horse, he been eating grain
And he running longer, longer than the train
Fed him some carrots now he my friend
I'll take him to the races we'll win some
a grain of sand
Lost in your storm
On the crossroads, take a left
Lost on your horse
Too bright to even see the sun
More and more sand in my eyes
There's a full day of branding, we're heating the iron
I want to smell that scorched hair and burning hide
The horses have grain boys, they're ready
the grave
Seven horses eat the grain
It's been feast more than famine ever since we said goodbye
You know
That this land was barren, broken
Dead and gone
on the block
Got my radishes in stock
You can call me farmer Cain
Feed your horses with my grain
You can find me on the farm
With your daughter in the barn
Mmm
WITH MccLPINE'S FUSILIERS!
I stripped to the skin with ‘Darkie' Finn,
Way down upon The Isle of Grain,
With ‘Horse-face' Toole,
I learnt the rule:
No
grippin the grain like a horse on the reins
Taking a shots no bullets murdering all my pain
Finally got it together
Bought a money machine
I don't mix
coming back for you
No pressure
Tell me what I'm meant to
No pressure
No pressure
And strapped a muzzle to the spout
Look out
Stanley coarse-grains like
When me circle di boy dem hart street
Inna 3 piece suit and glasses
cnd beat gunshot like horses
Lef dem full a grains like cornmeal
cnd scatta dem
Green Eggs & Ham, and eating like a horse that got loose in the grain bin... Flying cars... Hey, you were born - Finish what was started.
grain
Got so much horses pull trains
Top blown Cobain
License plate say cocaine calipers that's painted
Your tun up so out dated
Engine calibrated
This
and floods my brain
And in my mind you're riding on a snow white horse
Flying away over fields of grain
You're beautiful
I think that explains it all
You're
a meadow filled with grain there
I'll give you a home on the range
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran
dipping
Getting stoned, reading Green Eggs & Ham, and eating like a horse that got loose in the grain bin
Flying cars
Hey, you were born, finish what
Eggs & Ham, and eating like a horse that got loose in the grain bin...
Flying cars...
Hey, you were born, finish what you started!
hold your horses
It's like like looking through the looking glass
Travellin' around in a of grain sand
You better hold your horses and get a grip
Make
Let's all pray for rain.
And your children are reared by panic and fear.
But what when your fields are all rotten,
Your waves of grain, amber waves
fara, he thought to himself
I wonder if that crow wants to kill me?
Hey fara, faltu riltu raltura
And the man turned to his horse,
Hey fara, he went
green on my dresser
Gripping grain, my screen is gonna fall like rain
Cause I get my-my grind and my-my shine on, I'm balling
Crawling in the turning
against the grain if you can't handle it
Ha, holocaust from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang
against the grain if you can't handle it
Ha, holocaust from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang
Lemme get up in this car and slide
95 spanking 95
Young PG baby till I die
450 horses out to fly
Pushing pressure yeah
We on maxima
Still chase
Candy paint dripping off the whip
Damn it's soothing
Rims big as fuck don't look like the car is moving
Gripping on the grain switching lanes while
You call me selfish
And I'm irrational
But there's grains of truth in everything I say
You and your fences
No, I can't break them down
I've been
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