Lyrics:
Grown up on lonesome rounds
And now I stand on wholesome grounds
And I don't have many men to go to
Still ready handy steady when I roll through
Cos
And make it go up and down"
And that was good advice, good advice
Good advice costs nothing, and it's worth the price
I sincerely doubt
That the world
eastbound
Tired of the merry go round and around
And everybody's talkin' 'bout you're so funny
But they still tellin' lies to me
I got the trees in my
, merry we go 'round
And ashes, ashes all fall down, hey
Highlight reels from our wonder years play reruns in my mind
Turn behind my eyelids, they help
fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is
You don get me
So spin me round like a merry-go
Anywhere wey you go I go follow go
I go pass through fire like Abednego
Never let me go
Baby let me
We are all United in the dance of death
A march into the darkness, a dance within the depths
Hand in hand, merry, round we go
This bond we have
as merry-go-round of the throbbing dream
The jewel shining in my heart
Keep in
Shake and Dance
Shake and Dance
The future is sparkling
Wonderland
If you tune up
boy
But really pussy think he need a cat toy
I got love for all the mad boys
Because of you I know I'm that boy
My head surrounded by a merry-go-round
I can't be seen with a bitch, yeah
Can only be seen getting rich, yeah
I just walk in with the stick, yea
Me and the gang gettin' slick, yea
Me
me in the village
Where all we idiots go
Bring on the Clowns
The Jokers and Buffoons
I've had the Time of my Life
And the Life of my Times
In
too
and all the little children
that round the table go
Love and joy come to you,
And a merry Christmas too,
So we send you and wish you,
A Happy New
Spinning on, spinning on, spinning on, spinning on
On and on, on and on...
Bridge
Oh how I let go and I fly
On this never ending ride
Merry-go-round me is
I'm gonna tear your merry go round down stop your running around town
You're gonna lose your sneaking shoes I'm gonna tear you merry go round down
to the radio and hear
Songs of joy Songs of peace
Singin "Merry Christmas Baby"
Together decorating a tree
Then go caroling out in the snow
Bringing joy
brighter
'Til the flame died out
Round and round, like a merry-go-round
Love comes in and love goes out again
This time, it feels so different
When it comes
letting go
You keep turning my world round
I'll dance till I'm gone
Then I'll leave you this song
Life's like a merry go
It's not who but what you know
There he go poppin shit like there he go
There he go pouring shit in the faygo
There he go pockets round like merry-go
There he go wonder why she
Daddy, is Santa Claus real?
A real ass motherfucker
Single shell, single shell, single shell cocked
Single shell primed and whistling on by
Target
all out of beginner's luck
The merry goes round on the Guinness love
A criminal, foul, with an English glove
I just live in the sound when I think too
but told me not to tell
Next day I chased her 'round the playground
'Cross the monkey bars to the merry-go-round
And Emmylou got caught passing me
Hey, Dave, 'twas the night before Christmas we'll go!
Hi, boys, here I go!
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not
look around money tribes
Want to take a round like a moneyman?
Fly like a whisper-walled paper
I don't care about it, here we go again
Ticket, boom, boom
mean business
I grew up wit the same niggas why talk slick bitch you know that we wit it
Shootas stay lowkey I call em hitmen
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