Lyrics:
on your shelf?
You were burning in your eagerness, too confident to fail
And yet the humor in the gloom you couldn't find
So I'll put my house in order
will never give my heart to another
Put my house in order
Cuz I gotta appreciate you my lover lover
For your safety don’t bother
Cuz I go dey protect you
Dancing back and forth while my lover scorns me
Bucket of water to put her house in order
I've been low and sedentary
Binded by glimpses of remorse
Sunk
down
One more chance to put your house in order
Before your nightmares swarm across the border
You couldn't cheat them after all
So bang your fist
to put wolves out the door
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves
House in order, house in order, house in order, house in order
Down there they're
to put wolves out the door
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves
House in order, house in order, house in order, house in order
Down there they're
(House!)
Give it up, give it up, give it
House in order
House in order
Yesterday I found an earring
you know damn well it wasn't mine
This
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
troops ya house better be bomb proof
Or we can put them guns down
And throw the arms too
Haymakers, I'ma put everything in this
Punch like prom juice you
put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Nigga 'bout to run up in your house in a jiff
Every morning I wake up in a bad mood
Attitude fucked up, he's a bad
, birds goin' out
I stashed a hundred mill', off in my stash house
Order on two, order on white (I'm in stash house)
Order on two, order on white (I'm in
of MATTHIAS'S HOUSE. A cellar-like room with a very
conspiratorial atmosphere. REG and STAN are seated at a table at one end of
the room. FRANCIS, dressed in
But my house is in order
But my house is in order
But my house is in order
My house
My house
As I walked to the sense of dark
The touch of your
the pack re up bigger portions
Used to trap out in my Jordans
Used to trap out for them Bordens
Now I'm seventeen steak house when we order
Cash out one bill
New World Order
New World Order
New World Order
New World Order
All the homies say I'm brain dead
Amen, smoke weed, talk shit
All these
Motherfuck the music nigga, where ya real muscle?
I'm in the white house, I'm in the white house
I put a hit on them niggas they getting wiped out
They
on a hit list
Teach him about the season of the sickness, six six six shit
Creep in your house, put a gun in your mouth
And I'm under the house hiding
the praise and recognition that I receive.
Making money doing the things that I love is realistic
I am always right where I need to be in order to receive
Honorable honorable
Honorable honorable C-Note
2 Chainz!
I ain't never been a minute man
Pour a deuce in a minute maid
Trap house filled with
Motherfuck the music nigga, where ya real muscle?
I'm in the white house, I'm in the white house
I put a hit on them niggas they getting wiped out
They
eyes like a Korean
It's difficult to read em, the windows to his soul
are half closed, I put the key in
Pulled off slow, hoping my people flee-in
on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
I'm drippin' and they can't (yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half
perfection
These walls are my blank expression
My mind is a home I'm trapped in
And it's lonely inside this mansion
Yo, my mind is a house with walls
all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I
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