Lyrics:
the safety of his car
The words found with too much ease
Joan of Arc revisited
Joan of Arc glistened
Distracted by the pretty and pull at the skirt
Sent
All aboard pull the oar and row
All aboard to the poles we go
All aboard take the oar and row
Climb aboard for the gale will blow
All aboard
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row, row)
The ships await us by the Birka quay
All prepared with sixty oars
They will carry us
mind
Revisited this subtext mess, I get no less
I tried
You know me well by now (Keep reciting)
You know me well by now (Explore me)
You know me well by
mind
Revisited this subtext mess, I get no less
I tried
You know me well by now (Keep reciting)
You know me well by now (Explore me)
You know me well by
Start to worry, i'm coming back
Blood fueled only by pain
Here again to be baneful and sin
Abomination Revisited
Entertaining thoughts of your demise
Get
Waves crash down on me
Storms storming my seas
Breaking sales
And ripping apart this ship till nothing's left
Ropes tied to oars of SAFTEY vessels
Verse1:
Swimsuit brown skin blessed by the sun
Rearview palm trees lovers on the run
Sea view cafe Crème brûlée
Sparkling Bubbles poppin through
the lighthouse in the end
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
Feel the force when we come across (we raw)
Hit record and we’re breaking jaws (of course)
With lyrical allure for sure, flowing steady like an oar
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
Then you're proved, that is's a dumb thing
You're telling a drowning man, not to grab for straws
I'm a kid in a rowboat, who's lost his oars..
Going
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Sing him to the shore
By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales
can make
On a lake in the park
It's an ocean of devotion
A floating dream for two . . .
Oh, I keep hopin' that
The oars will stray
So we could
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered
Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered
Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jonesy had a cute little boat
And all the girlies
He would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by
"And now for something completely different"
Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans
lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair
to the butchers we're just meat
I guess we're best left in a drawer
So the lions can eat some more
Thinking I could row you down
We'll use our hands for oars
Show
It's like the scenes in my dreams revisited
You see I live in a seashell, free from the world
Sometimes it feels like a living hell
But I've got
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