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The stench is overwhelming
Old school hotel rooms
Silver service is their main rule

Dress code is very neat
Rolls-Royces and diamond rings

Bathrobes

humming 
Set a stage like a platter
Silver service in the night screams nervous
Cast for the eye
Fixations 
on glimpse stature
ct the peak yo
I lit pasures

cattle
It's a moonlight serenade
A melody born of a whore with impeccable taste
A lady with a second hand baby
A new school, old soul, silver service made

of the papers now rate the talent
You can't debate that Benny cves has gone n made a banger
So you grab your dress its silver service with a blade n dagger
Flying

faking I'm zoning in and zoning out

You wanna help me, don't call me an ambulance honey
Just get a silver service cab this is funny
Just one passenger

Exchange
Goods & Services
Gold, Platinum, Silver
Sunset money
Midday money

Dear Money
I see you makin me
Or am I Makin you
At what point
did I know

case that it is
Feeding time

Hungry for publicity
Portray myself explicitly
A silver plate service spam
I do it just for the gram
Your beauty standards

a silver tassie
That I may drink before I go
A service to my bonie lassie
Fetch to me a pint o' wine
Fill it in a silver tassie
That I

ghosts on haunted nights
Just don't give yourself away like illiterate hands on dotted lines
Rather

Call me to service, call me to service
Cos life is

dey worry me so much coz
Dis new world get one rule
And dat rule
Dey bore me pass everytin
Dey say

No shoes, no shirt, no service
We only respect

Ugh, ugh, I actually
Like your silver hair, daddy

I want your rainy days
Oh man, I want your rainy days
Come, let it rain on me
Oh won't you come

Ugh, ugh, I actually
Like your silver hair, daddy

I want your rainy days
Oh man, I want your rainy days
Come, let it rain on me
Oh won't you come

I. Fauxzart on Silver Lake, Parts 1-3; II. Lifeache and the Postal City Owl Service; III. The Night Before That, Parts 1 & 2

I. Fauxzart on Silver

home
I should let the wind hit my skin like I'm on sails
Everybody jumping out the boat for some gold
Disconnected outta of service still in tune though

The Fat Angel

Windwalker

Island of Circles: A Nettwork Compilation

1991

From the album sunshine superman

He will bring happiness in a pipe,
He'll ride away on his silver bike
And apart from that he'll be so kind
In

on the silver screen
Cause the lead's back and she's gotta go
Secrets stolen, strip my skin
She's seething slowly, sacrificial sin
Stroke of service, see him

and ask the question
Yo
Do you really love Him?
Do you really care?
Do you ever reach out?
Do you ever draw near?
Is it all lip service?
Rushing through

chocolate
No fire roasting chestnuts while we sing
Without you, there won't be services
Where trouble learns what nervous is
There's no point going through

Send down that cloud with the silver lining
Roll around in heaven all day
Heaven all day yeah
Send down that cloud with the silver lining
Roll around

the sky
Silver masks on their faces
Dark marks on their arms
Black hoods on their backs
Domain of the dark arts
Attack in the shadows
Between lightning

Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, and fill it in a silver tassie
That I may drink, before I go, a service to my bonnie lassie
The boat rocks at the pier

Mmmm
Days been long
Riding the bus to the next conversation
I try
To find that silver lining

Nights get longer
Dancing to different creations
I try

of me
Is a sign that says "UP NORTH!"
Got no cell service so it's worthless
To call me anymore
'Cause I'm Gone Fishin', Catch You Later
Ya I'm Gone

cold case
I'm lying
I'm cutting out
No service
On this side of town
Dissipate into the sky
Let my body fall to the ground
Leave the hatred all behind