Lyrics:
a sissy out o' him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill
[Chorus:]
Bill, I will see that he is named after me, I will
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
And tough
him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill!
Bill, my boy Bill
I will see that he is named after me, I will.
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
And tough
Struttin down the street, got rhythm in your shoes
Shufflin' away the blues, Mister Tap Toe
You haven't any time to lose, Mister Tap Toe
Who's
him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill!
Bill, my boy Bill
I will see that he is named after me, I will.
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
And tough
light of glory on
The rows of blood stained pews
But in your bones a black and fiery rage is boiling through
It'll come
Your tintype high upon the wall
My
him
Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill!
Bill, my boy Bill
I will see that he is named after me, I will.
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall
And tough
When thinking's just too much
And drinking's lost its touch
What do I do to bury you?
The liar behind your teeth
He made a fool of me
How did we get
Darling, roll up my heart right into your sleeve
Like a tintype memory
We're all looking for someone to adore
These days, that don't mean me
Not him, not my boy, not Bill
Bill
My boy Bill
I will see that he is named after me, I will
My boy, Bill, he'll be tall
And as tough as a tree,
GUARD #1: What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers?
GUARD #2: Well, why not?
Scene 2
MORTICIAN: Bring out your dead!
Bring out your dead!
Sip some water
I'm not your daughter
Sip some water
I'm not your daughter
Sip some water
I'm not your daughter
I'm not your daughter
I'm not your
And it cuts me
And it cuts me
I'm not your
I'm not your
I'm not your
I'm not your medicine
I'm not your
I'm not your
I'm not your
I'm not your
Don't you ever fix your mouth and say you hot
You better not, you better
Not, you better not, you better not
Girl you better not
You better not, you
here, right now
Right here, right now
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's
here, right now
Right here, right now
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's
put on my chain, baby you need to chill
Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild
Quit running your nose through the Beverly Hills
Bitches not
It's not the time
'Cause you're not worth my tears (mm)
I was your lover and your secretary
Working every day of the week
Was at the job when no
It's not the time
'Cause you're not worth my tears (mm)
I was your lover and your secretary
Working every day of the week
Was at the job when no
them talking should not stop you from you grinding
From your succeeding
From your being happy
People are going to talk
Let me tell you about me
People
Halleluyah...
Your word is yea and amen
I'm not moved by what I see
But only by your word
I'm not moved by what I hear
Unless it is your word
I'm
nigga was starving
How can I not make this music for dealers and
Killers and niggas who out there be robbing
Run in your spot smashing your ho fuck
Indeed, it is the truth from your Lord, but most of mankind does not believe
And who does more wrong than he who invents a lie against Allah
Such will be
more than your feet and hair!
Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh
Don't you know
Everything's alright, yes,
more than your feet and hair!
Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh
Don't you know
Everything's alright, yes,
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