Lyrics:
swung his fist down
Plunk plunk
$20 fine cause you're drunk
Pick up the dough
And you can go
All I had was a buffalo
[Chorus]
But I'm
Police station
Next stop
Judge swung his fist down
Plunk plunk
$20 fine cause you're drunk
Pick up the dough
And you can go
All I had was
of a big cop
Police station next stop
The judge swung his fist down plunk plunk
Twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk
Dig up the dough, and you can go
Police station
Next stop
Judge swung his fist down
Plunk plunk
$20 fine cause you're drunk
Pick up the dough
And you can go
All I had was
smooth sweet perfume neck
A.I. oh no in the kitchen on the matt
I don't care if you plunk down pot of gold right here right now
I'll never never never
have none
It is clear, I say, "Allegro"
And he plunks down listlessly
His pianissimo is forte
He crescendos aimlessly
And his tempo is atrocious
The judge swung his fist down plunk plunk
Twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk
Dig up the dough, and you can go
All I had was a buffalo
Your cash ain't
a childhood I turned out a punk
Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk
I
For the dew drops to come;
At my old upright piano,
With pure ivory keys,
I'll just plunk out some vibrations
Of whatever I please.
Sometimes it'll be
freaky
Fontafuego and the Plunk Soul Brother
Fontafuego and the Plunk Soul Brother
We got the music to assault all of your senses
Rock you back
the aforementioned or slipped through the pinholes
'Zook slipped through the pinholes
Crispy the godsender who thunk over a quarter plunk to local Mortal Kom vender
Shot down for the umph time
Turn my heart to a dove
Free love got me dumb blind
Summertime blunder
I'm done trying
Ship torn asunder on flood tides
a run down puddle jumpin' pick'em up truck
Got a camper shell and wrap-a-rack
I've been to the top now I'm going back to Easy Street
CHORUS
Well the road
to take half an hour to land
Flew it down the playing fields with Norman
Always good to see you Norman
But things never stay the same
All the best now
cakes out the cupboard.
I could kill a cockroach with only Wallabies and rug burn,
Pin 'em down and funnel up boric acid chuggers if stubborn.
Mash
As you roll along with the sun on your back
you might go astray and run off the track
and when that sun goes down you might fall into a funk
so
gouge that rots your gut
The current scene so blessed, so pray away your many ifs and buts
But if it all comes back, relax
Just chief, down to the butt
fuck the fame
Ever since the money came, I done seen 'em change
I done seen the ups and downs, I been through the rain
Tryna be a better man, I'm
whipping niggas with me
Boogie been down cousin
But fucked around
cnd put a slug in my calf muscle
He bucking
Now it's hard to creep
I been From Southside
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