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Nineteenth of September nineteen sixty-nine 
Guaranteed the greatest fucking day of all time 

In the suburbs of Melbourne, a legend was born

Melbourne, its the place to be
Got a couple Grey Goose and some Hennesy
I got 4, 5 girls right next to me
I got 1 big night to set me free
(And we

Ghumta jab balla jaise yeh thunder
Banda hai shaant par aag bhari ander
Toofan se pehle jo aay andhi 
Helicopter shot me ghume bawander
Cricket ka maharaja

6am on a Saturday, means cricket on the flats
Under 10’s gear up in whites, searching for their hats
Mark out the boundaries, set the stumps in

bout condition
10 toes to the ground never switching
Come down to the wire gotta know who be wit it
These niggas be hatin' be quiet like crickets

Y'all already know who it is
Except this time you really do
Uha
Critics
Turn'em into crickets now
JJJJ Joel i D
I'm coming from the hallowed ground

the wicket
With Jiminy Cricket

That cricket's (?) garden (?)

Jungle Queen
Got no crown
Running free
Getting down

In the garden
On the grass
Moon

shade of a tree, writing songs with my guitar
The place that I am living in is Melbourne
I am rolling in the city and it feels like I'm Jason Bourne
I'm

I sicken like the quiet quickness
Of walking through fields of crickets
Alone in the darkness it thickens
Like flesh round knife, hit or misses

I

You and me my sister and brother
We lie in wait in heaps of wonder
Our ears to the ground we hear
The cricket's roll of thunder
You and me my sister

La, la, la
La, la, la

It was the season of the cricket, black field crickets did abound
Could be found, on the ground, all around

A plague of grackles

this town, in my truck
Riding 'round with a plug, a long cut in my lip
You'd have to cut the whole tree down
Can't rip these roots out the ground

around (Cricket)
His night is over when he flops onto the ground (Wicket)
To no surprise sometimes beloved in The Town
If you white, black or brown,

Uh

Welcome to the north baby
Buncha hard-working people tryna feed their babies
Putting corn in the ground with that John Deere plow
Crickets

mad?) dem hear shot split di wall
Bomba shot big like cricket ball
When mi beat it, beat it, claat it, claat it
Mi a kill dem crawny

Mi nuh fling stone

so good at cricket but you haven’t even got a single wicket, 
What about soccer I hear you say? Oaklee is better anyway. 
North Melbourne, are doing

We come to mash on the ground
And drink up till we go so high
Go so high
The music hit we in ways
Can't explain why the vibes so right
We going

Boys 'Round Here

Blake Shelton

Based on a True Story...

2013

ride (that's right)
Lay a blanket on the ground (ooh, let's ride)
Kissing and the crickets is the only sound (ooh, let's ride)
We out of town
Have

gotta feel those summer vibes
Gotta get up n go outside
Gotta have fun with life
We’re in 30-degree heat
And the ground just burns your feet (Ow)
We got

I got that beat-beat-beating in my heart

All joy, no stress
No worries, I'm blessed
From the early in the morning
'Til the crickets and the sun

the everglades down south
Fire in the hole pig in the ground
Moonshine jar pass it around
Kinfolks come we're gonna get down
Crickets and the frogs are the only

I'm OK

360

Falling & Flying

2011

this album small
So, tell you mates that we will sell some more silly
Man, I'm hoping that Melbourne's all with me
Take them on the road to help

ride (that's right)
Lay a blanket on the ground (ooh, let's ride)
Kissing and the crickets is the only sound (ooh, let's ride)
We out of town
Have

[Verse: Cee]
Since I found my lil passion, I been fucking with it heavy, fam
Rap done taken me from Melbourne to Atlanta, man
From a kid with two