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cryptic winterstorms I long for eternal frost and black winters Asleep in the cold lakes awake in the stars in the sky And silent the walleyes in the North
of death I march In the blue mist of evil Through the dark Northern walleyes Where only winds of funeral breathes Hovering through the whispering darkness
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Catching Walleye from the dock Watching the waves roll off
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Catching Walleye from the dock Watching the waves roll off
that lake that's Erier. Home of the Twin Cities, win cities, Minneapolis miracles. Randy Moss mooning Green Bay, hysterical. Walleye, lutefisk, lefsa
last second in my hand I got a suitcase of Busch regular And there's a walleye run not far from here Then a BBQ at the VFW My GP says to take it
whore-horror show oh The thing the make me scream-o The American El Dream-o Close the borders build a walleye You'll kill the golden goose And then you'll set
summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Catching Walleye from the dock Watching the waves roll off the rocks She'll forever hold
boy you'll never get enough Walleye swimming the river far as I can see Come on over here and have a seat next to me Im a desert dog Floating in
5'7'', that's a small guy Caught on the net like a walleye Confused with the truth when they all lie Consuming some beef with a small fry? That's
lines trawling out the back Catching us walleye No care in the world A family we were You went away so sweetly We're left like stones in the ground As we
matter, beat ya doubt's to the punch Peeped em out of my peripheral pop shots out the pump Mossberg when we hunt, munching walleye for lunch Kamikaze
a northwoods lullaby Dream big at night Sleep tight and stay warm Northwoods lullaby And the only company I have Is this ice and these walleyes I'll betcha
guys, I'm looking on me and it's all eyes Michael Kors wetter that walleye, I'm the big dog your just small fries you're not the plug your just small
whore-horror show oh The thing the make me scream-o The American El Dream-o Close the borders build a wall-eye You'll kill the golden goose And then you'll set
keep it in a flask, Walleye fishing Lake Mil lacs Here's to you, now pass the hooch, go on take a sip When the whiskey- burns that's the proof that
of the American public school Yo I will whoop your small fry ass And then I'll mount you on my mantle like a walleye bass But honestly I want peace, like Gandhi's
to the mountains Where cold decompressed air will scratch our lungs And whispering giants blow air into the walleyes The bonfire of the future will eat our past
The great outdoors are better out together So throw another line, get it in the water It's fishing time nothing much better Than to catch walleye right
I wanna hook into a walleye And I wanna help you anyway I can So let me do the talk And you can walk I never had to live a hard life But I still know
Out on Gull lake, in a peach-plum dawn, in your Edson boat, I’m safe. A summer day, pulling walleye up, then the morning comes. I’m awake
thinking 'bout tomorrow Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long Catching Walleye from the dock
together now with all our friends When you're out there fishing with the guys the fun never ends Look there's a bowfin and a carp And there's a walleye
the sounds, the smells, the haze Down by the lake, a campfire is burning Fishing off the dock there's walleyes there The moon is bright, my hound dogs' barking
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