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Come on Honey
The storm has passed us by
The sun’s sinkin’ low
The moon’s gettin’ high
In the sky
Check out my bodacious package 
Satisfaction

(Do it again Laj World)
It's a moon dance, now we're showered by the light now
Fly in the sky man, higher than a kite now
And I swear, I'm alright

by one of his dreadlocks
And turn his fucking lifetime into a dead clock
I do like Mr. Dahmer and dip the bones of my victims in the
Acid from

Ima show you how we move 
Ohh I can’t stop the fun until the moon Becomes the sun 
So come mr.dj come pon de replay 
Been a rough week I think we all

and symbolism cornered in the room
Yo, I'll be shuffling these cards up on the surface of the moon
This reset wasn't great enough, go collect the paper cuts

to cry for in vain
In a cold world too real for us to subdue
Never been a stranger to pain
We got to restrain
Blessed is the night
Mr. Moon, if you're

and a brain

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children we were brave
But that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in

puffing
I'm puffing on who knows
Shawty my drug and shawty dealer
You could meet me by the moon or or or by the river
Tangurine splinter
Your my tangerine

Fun for me
I dreamt that I was dreaming, I was wired to a clock,
Tickled by the minute hand tick tock tick tock.
I dream I'm on a train and it is

a freak by a Sister whore
And killing is what I am for
The seed of evil on a murder crawl
Kick up the dirt and scatter some bones
At 13 years fully pledged

The moons awake all night

You may watch twice
But it only ever comes by once
You think you live right
But everybody's sad when you're having fun

Falling

to the moon
My alien mind be on alien time
Mr. Phoenix niggah we own the night
My phlebotomist told me told me the hue
I get high just to try to get home

From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip,
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright.

He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys

spinnin' I'm doin' my fitness
Hall of fame trappin', young niggas I'm feedin'
My wrist game real sick so I need soup by Mrs Campbells
I'm baking a dozen

the moon

Let's welcome the man
Who gives us our gifts
Never take him for granted

Is it the red green white dress
Or the Frosty the Snowman or Mister

the rules
Say fuck the radio if the people can't pick and choose
While BET gets screwed by Viacom
The new revolutionary is shyaman
It's not brush fire

Booty cheeks up all on me
Booty cheeks is all I see
Look at Santa's chim ney
Hear his sleigh bells ring ring ring
Mrs. Clause up on her knees
Squirts

Fun for Me

Moloko

Sorted! 40 Madchester Baggy Anthems

2002

band

I dreamt that the bogeyman went down on Mr. Spock
Sugar was a flowing
Sock it to 'em sock
I dreamt I saw a moo cow jump across the moon
Just

to another reality
And by the glow of the moon I saw a little drool
Trickle down her cheek and my knees grew weak

Oh, Scarlett, we need to talk, this is no

Fun for Me [Nudie Mix]

Moloko

Catalogue

2006

I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making

on the past, too numb to speak back. We're each abandoned by the hands of time that set us down to sail circles across a straight line. Sister moon, are we all

fucking drowning
To cut out a piece of paper with her number on
You're liquid courage all along
But I bet by now you're too far gone
You and me, We're Yin

fucking drowning
To cut out a piece of paper with her number on
You're liquid courage all along
But I bet by now you're too far gone

You and me, We're Yin

THE GIRL IN THE LITTLE GREEN HAT
composed by J. Scholl, B. Browne & M. Rich
Recorded by Will Young in "Mrs. Henderson Presents"

There's a lake in