Lyrics:
to me like we're Stuck in reverse, Going backwards quickly Not a lot of fun Where's my unicorn gone? Getting sick of living In the dogshit uplands
Artest High pressure make a diamond So it’s only right we shinin’ I’m talking bout Rancho, Ontario, Diamond Bar, Riverside, Fontana, Upland, P-town, Chino
cos we're free Where is the line Where are my sunlit uplands They were there all the time We never had it so good You and me are like two birds up
nu Arbejder hårdt på at forstørre til jeg ender på den lukkede UPLAND det blir' det næste imperie 6 liters flasker, så vi drikker og vi bliver ved Vi
Sunlit uplands and stripy lawns, Seaside bandstands and golden dawns Little England's dreaming England's dreaming of unicorns Sunlit uplands and stripy
Aia i ka uka ʻO Lele Ke ānuenue piʻo i luna Ka wehi ʻO Hālona Hoapili ʻO ka ua pāʻūpili e There in the uplands of Lele The rainbow arches on high
succes, så de vil danse med mig Uhh jaer, Du kan find mig lige her Masser' damer, drinks, ja vi sidder lige her Alle os fra Upland, ja du ved at vi leverer
Heading upland where we go with a plan We have all that we need Each day is laid out, where we want to be And we're hopeful, and we're grateful
Pelekunu e ######################## Run to the uplands, run Run to the uplands, run To the rain forest of Pelekuna Where the lava procession covered
and the drums Watchtowers, the Northern line Foul breath of iron jaws Over the wasted uplands of Gorgoroth Distant lights in the Southern mountains Where
And the women in the uplands diggin' prates Speak a language that the strangers do not know For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way They
And the women in the uplands diggin' prates Speak a language that the strangers do not know For the strangers came and tried to teach us their way They
go down on Galway Bay For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands
the earth You've betrayed and unsullied our totem pole Your spirit vanishes with no rebirth Listen the clay of the upland has covered you Toward the black
that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly Down to tower’d Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening,
the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott." There she weaves by night and day
uplands airy, Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott." There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay, She has heard
And the women in the uplands digging praties Speak a language that the strangers do no know. For the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways,
that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly Down to tower’d Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening,
that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly Down to tower’d Camelot; And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening,
down on Galway Bay For the breezes blowing o'er the sea to Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
on Upland Ave., Metuchen mourn our loss Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled, And mothers clutched the cross Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Green pastures The shepherds Watch their sheep The low large moon Shines glim'ring O'er all The upland steep What music Of the heavens What
as they blow, And the women in the uplands digging praties, Speak a language that the strangers do not know. Yet the strangers came and tried to teach
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