Lyrics:
I dance in my underpants
I'm gonna run for government
I'm gonna form a covers band and all
A-back there by the baby grand
Did Mr. Winter
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused
Go ahead, Mr. Wendal
Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
Dancing in my underpants
I'm gonna run for government
I'm gonna form a covers band and all
And back there by the baby grand
Did Mr. Winter
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused
Go ahead, Mr. Wendal
Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
done by Mr. Zappa that I think are unfair to our country.
I think, from the beginning, to say that this is going to be balanced, when he has this
freedom
Or is it the bars on your prison?
Are you gagged by your ribbons?
Are you really exclusive or just miserly?
You spend every sentence as if it
freedom
Or is it the bars on your prison?
Are you gagged by your ribbons?
Are you really exclusive or just miserly?
You spend every sentence as if it
Oh, he listens to the countdown, every Sunday morning
From a cold solitary prison cell
And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad
Shining stars
On summer nights
Days of barefoot freedom racing with the waves
Nights of starlit secrets, crackling driftwood flames
Drinking by
Back...in the tomb, lucy is sitting on the floor
I...am, i am standind by the door
The door to freedom...the door that i shut so close
And as i take
of Heaven and Hell
And many frightening things
Politicians say "One more war
And the bells of freedom will start to ring"
Those stories you told by
Down
Mr. Upside Down
I am funky, I'm a funky man
Got the world by the second hand
And I'm down now
Yeah, I'm down
Bring it on in sense
spend all their money on big colleges,
Still most of yaw'll come out confused, go ahead, Mr. Wendal.
Go ahead, Mr. Wendal.
Mr. Wendal has freedom
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
'Cause the kids just ain't alright
Oh shit, nigga
Somethin' 'bout to happen
Nigga, this shit, nigga,
We welcome change and openness
For we believe that freedom and security go together
But I must confess, we're drawn here by other things as well
Hello, kiddies no, it's not Mr rogers
It's Jimmy, with a little tale
Hmm, maybe you'll like this
I know, I never should have
Written this song i
Hey,Mr.GOD いつかこう言った
そう､日々step by step
雨降りでも焦んないで
状況改善case by case
人生､時には全回転
皆Delight
捨てたもんじゃないこの世界も
ほら､青インthe sky
愛と未来を叫び太陽の真下､
声そろえHi-Ho
百発百中のガンマンは
This is Aldous Huxley a man haunted by a vision of hell on earth
A searing social critic Mr Huxley 27 years ago wrote Brave New World
a novel that
charming people I have known
For I meet politicians
And grafters by the score
Killers plain and fancy
It's really quite a bore
Oh, newspapermen meet such
(I don't)
He make you pay for freedom (I won't)
Mr. The one who pays the judge
So you can't defeat 'em (God)
Yeah I see you Mister (Mister)
I know you
{"Testify!"}
[Styles P:]
Time I testify, listen
Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.?
I'm yellow but I'm dark for real
And why nobody flip when
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
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