Lyrics:
sauce and some nice red beets
This is what we snack on when we're Questin'
(No second guessing)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in
way up high
And the dreams that you dream of once in a lullaby, oh
Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dream
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
I don't give a f*** about anything
That you're telling me
'Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it
And I wish that
Frightened by the tone of a phone in the dead of night
Then staring into darkness and praying till the morning light
The price already paid
A son
Yeah (hey hey) you know how we do
Huh, our tune is so high (hey hey hey)
어린아이 대하 듯 그대는 나를 봐요
웃으며 내려다 보고 쓰담쓰담 해요
자꾸만 왜 모르는 척 해요
화창해 좋은 날 왜
(Roses are red, my love, doo-doo-da-doo)
A long, long time ago
On graduation day
You handed me your book
I signed this way
"Roses are red
(Roses are red, my love, doo-doo-da-doo)
A long, long time ago
On graduation day
You handed me your book
I signed this way
Roses are red, my
time is a Patek
Run my check, nigga
I'm so high, cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them flashin' red and blue lights
They watchin',
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Racks on racks stuck together
Sip red, talk to the devil (Pluto)
Rosetta stones forever (let's go)
High yella, canary yellow (hot yellow)
Hot
Old toy trains
Little toy tracks
Little toy drums
Coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed
In white and red
Little one
Don't you think
Put on your coolest dress
And your hottest pair of shoes
Come on lets go, oh
Get in my car
Turn the radio on up high
I said high
At the red light
could be inside my head
You'd see that black and white is red
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again, come
know you'll come back some day, line by line.
Little Miss Red's asleep on the railroad;
There she goes.
Little Miss Red's asleep on the railroad.
Girl the first time we met
You took me by surprise
Girl you walked into my life
With those street corner blues
You were living in the fast
Amarillo by morning
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what I've got on
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
I'll be buckin'
of imagination
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low
Shoot high aim low
Nothing you can say
Shoot high let go
Takes me by surprise
Shoot high aim low
don't slow this fire down
We're not gonna last
Cool the engines
Red line's gettin' near
Cool the engines
Better take it out of gear
I'm no fool
don't slow this fire down
We're not gonna last
Cool the engines
Red line's gettin' near
Cool the engines
Better take it out of gear
I'm no fool
this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By sucking
a greeting from a friend
Red is the color of farewell
Old Red he died
And every single landlord in the district cried
An empty bottle of whiskey laying by his
high, above the eye
Swallowing the trees
We out in the rain
All frantic and confused
A mess of traffic overwhelmed
Consumed by the news
Oh flood, Red
So impressed with all you do
Tried so hard to be like you
Flew too high and burnt the wing
Lost my faith in everything
Lick around divine
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