Lyrics:
tiptoe giants
Tip. - Toe. - Giants
Tiptoe 'round and stretch up high
(Up, up, up) …
Flex your muscles, show your might
Join us on an amazing adventure
heaven any boxcars in which we might hide
Will there be any tough cops and brakemen will they tell us that we cannot ride
Will the hobo chum with the rich
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections
we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star
And if there is going to be a life hereafter
and taught I am not shit
By you whack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit (dog shit)
Now you shut up bitch, I am talking
Thought I was full of horseshit
For an artist's opinion
For an artist to be able
To have an opinion after
They were successful i’m
Not no politician bro and look at that
You know how
They disappoint in turn, I fear
Forgive, though, they won't
No more riddles
No more jests
No more curses you can't undo, left by fathers you never
Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumblin
Piss they clothes
Scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from
out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are
ch-chi-uh, uh, ch-ch-ch-uh, un-breakable
Rock the unrockable (it's Hovi baby)
Follow the flow, look
They say a midget standing on the giant's shoulder can
high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to the wall
A fella who likes what they see?
And then in my ear
Someone said to me
I might be wrong, might be guilty
You might be right this time
You tried to warn me, this war that would kill me
I sacrificed
Die to the world, I
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
know about that
look out for the Hood Starz album by the Git It Boyz
You know, shout out to the Trak Starz
They in da building Buck Ban and Zoe
Uh,
I just can't believe
It was all a lie
No man in the moon
Just a big light in the sky
I hear Disneyland
Might lose Mickey Mouse
In some giant
saw it
I was just so in love
With architecture and the
Modern space and the way they curated
The art i just asked would it be OK for me
To do
Little by little, bit by bit
Bit by bit, bit by bit
Everyone's going to be free
But they'll have to agree to be free
They'll have to agree to be less
obsession
There might be days, when I think it's better
Hey Babe, like you to want me to be
Pull the chain, down goes the water
Oh yeah, it's
This my last motherfuckin' freestyle dog
If you don't let me go first this time man
You'll have to wait 'til the
Album come out Monday
I'm tired man
Alright, Kirk
It's on you bro
I can't sing but I am gonna work hard for you to like me
Didn't dream 'cause if I failed then I might be
What
offends me
It's corporate giants and machines that went against me
I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me
She said she hot, I said, "Well,
down there,
might be your man I don't know.
Lord you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more.
So
as leaders look to you, attacking
Choose and renounce, throwing chains to the floor
Kill or be killing, faster sins correct the flow
Casting giant shadows
or be killing faster sins correct the flow
Casting giant shadows off vast
Penetrating force
To alter via the war that seen
As frictions spans
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