Lyrics:
Yeah, what up
[the show is over]
Welcome to the final frontier
Soul position
Rjd2 on the beats plus myself, blueprint, on the
Rhymes
[the
years all give you
a happy peaceful world to live through
Two little new little blue little eyes,
sleep, sleep, sleep!
< instrumental break >
an ocean of devotion
A floating dream for two . . .
[ instrumental break ]
'Cause, there's no boat like a rowboat
In a row, row rowboat with you!
[
your going down the road to see a little girlie-o
Instrumental
Bimbo got two big blue eyes, that light up like a star
and the way to light them is
and the flame
Lord you guide our steps and restore us again
The nations of man will rejoice in the God of the wilderness
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
CHORUS 2
was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the window in
fabulous look of love for me
[instrumental-first two lines of last verse]
But there's one look that I'd give my life to see
We are locked in a wondrous
(Instrumental)
Mouvement I : Le Miroir de Larmes
Mouvement II : Canevas
All guitars on this song performed by Tougas
your going down the road to see a little girlie-o
Instrumental
Bimbo got two big blue eyes, that light up like a star
and the way to light them is
Four walls, two chests and the doorway
To a room that has always stayed closed
But sometimes that door can be opened
By someone that you used
your own business (Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
Well, I got
Poor White Folks [Instrumental]
Uncle Pen Album
By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys
The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:
1.
still son, stop squirmn' around
Another sacred sundays coming down"
[Instrumental break]
I can almost hear the old folks say:
"You'll make it
on instrumental
Records, hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream
Check it, just how deep can
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
They call me a playboy
While I'm making my rounds
Chasing the bright lights
Of every night spot in town
Though I never show, son,
My heart's
the one I adore
And I-I I love you
As I walk by the schoolyard
As I walk by the gate
I see the weeping willow
Where we kissed on every date
makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
Paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to live
No matter
the few.
--- Instrumental ---
We'll go far though we may not own a car
And we might look for it and right next door
To our neighbors that might own two
on instrumental
Records, hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream
Check it, just how deep can
Well, holding hands and making eyes I learned in lesson one
Lou was my teacher and school sure was fun
How to put my arms around came in lesson two
She
I. A Bit of Finger
(Instrumental)
II. Sleeping Village
Red sun rising in the sky
Sleeping village, cockerels cry
Soft breeze blowing in
angel came;
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tiding of the same;
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
someone home
[Instrumental Acoustic Guitar and Electric Guitar]
Two or three people fading in and out
Like a radio station that I'm thinking about
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