Lyrics:
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
cats and dogs here in atlanta for the 44th day. and in national sports today, andre rison of the atlanta falcons is regarded as america's sports hero, by
correct
Upset by threats to the national mindset
I bet we'd let reverse psychology mob mentality over our ecology
A college we could learn but we
of national emergency- caught in a police state controlled by the military- they want are responses to be dilatory- freedom of speech & assembly will be
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the world 'cause
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does
cares if they're sacred-they look awful cute
National Geographic found a stone age tribe
Let's feed them their first hot dogs on film
Won't that be
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
of age, written from autobiographical material. Episode "2020. COVID-19."
In English (interpretation by author):
Many are certain: "I'm writing like
It was in the distant land of exile
That finally the youth connected and joined the liberation
Which was lead by among others
The late president
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
gangsta, gangsta
The Free Nationals
You know, my daddy was a gangsta
And father before him was a damn thug
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
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Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the world 'cause
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does
[Frank Tavares]
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by the Institute of National Historic and Artistic Heritage (IPHAN).
Being here is more than just a visit, it is immersing yourself in a sanctuary
September day was darkened by the worst attack on the American people In our history
The images of 9/11 are seared into our national memory
Hijacked planes
On a park bench
By the Finchley Underground
I can hear you
In the sweet, sad sounds of Japan
Over somebody's headphones
There's an oak tree
Like
On a park bench
By the Finchley underground
I can hear you
In the sweet sad sounds of Japan
Over somebody's headphones
There's an oak tree
It's like
yes...) where is the sweet fog,
The city beckons me with its night lights,
(Yes...) where is the hard dope,
I'll be pulled to the bottom as if by
by her tray,
But she couldn't believe her sweet young ears when the waitret heard me say:
Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,
Good Morning
Morning, sir
Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium
Ah, thank you, my good man
What can I do for you, sir?
Well, I was sitting
Justice denied
It's all a lie
Finances in chaos
Watch them fry
Taxation on the rise
It's a sin
Investigation's a game they always win
National
Time's flashing by on a digital screen
And I look back on everything
Time didn't heal anything but
My memories of you
I'm still singing „The
Living day by day
Nothin but a gentle breeze
Then stormy clouds rolled in with Covid-19
Panic everywhere you turn
When will we learn
When we let fear
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