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Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble
Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble

Drivin' down the street just the other day
I saw this real fine girl
Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble
Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble

Drivin' down the street just the other day
I saw this real fine girl
Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble
Hubble, bubble, toil and trouble

Drivin' down the street just the other day
I saw this real fine girl
To us who were of necessary birth
For the earth's hard 
And thankless toil
Silence has no meaning

To us who were of necessary birth
For
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!

Eye of newt
through the gutter then
Till it caused my heart to break
There was too much toil in dreamland
And too much love to take

Sometimes I remember when
We
Na na na na na na 
Ta ah ah ah ah 
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah 
Da da da, da da da 
Da da, da da da 

Toil toil toil til I get sick 
I try reverse,
And thorns and thistles all the days of your life. 

Pain and toil and pain and toil and pain and toil, through it you will eat. 
Pain and toil and pain
her everywhere 
Then she reappears on another plain
To be the cause of another's pain
She wasn't built for the toils of love
She wasn't built for
go and let God in ways I have never even imagined

I declare a moratorium on things relationship
I declare a respite from the toils of liaison
I do
Here I am, I'm still standing
Here I am after all I've been through 
I've survived every toil 
And every snare I'm alive, I'm alive here I oh
so

I'm going where there's no depression,
To the lovely land that's free from care
I'll leave this world of toil and trouble,
My home's in
Double, double, toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Double, double, toil and trouble
Something wicked this way comes!

Eye of newt
a fix
So get down
Face down on the ground
Spread your body
And earn my money with your ass right now

New crucifix
Toil and trouble
Boil and double
killing you, killing you

I can see your pain
There's nothing I can say except

Toil away, and at the end of the day
You can look back on a game well
coppin' out
They're grinning ear to ear
Arms brimming with the Spoils
Rewards of their toils

The path they tread is
Drenched with blood and tears
I'm
so

I'm going where there's no depression,
To the lovely land that's free from care
I'll leave this world of toil and trouble,
My home's in
Never leaves a thing alone

Belts away every hour
Flies to his loftly tower
Storing his spoils
Of the fruits of his toils

You beware of the sight
going where there's no depression
To a better land that's free from care
I'll leave this world of toil and trouble
My home's in heaven
I'm going there
with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do 
But roll around heaven all day

Good
with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do 
But roll around heaven all day

Good
with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do 
But roll around heaven all day

Good
with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do 
But roll around heaven all day

Good
with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do 
But roll around heaven all day

Good

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