Lyrics:
crickets in the corn
And them horses in the field
Hear the "caw, caw" of the crows
See the devil at the wheel y'all, Judas!
to them crickets chirp
Hear old Jake start to howl
When he hears that ol' hoot owl
Give you all I got to give
That's how we live up on the ridge
Won't you
Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy
Rugby and cricket's unknown
Baseball and football they're making him lazy
Your fan club says "Rodney come
Damn you fuckboys and you critics (critics)
Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (jumpin' out)
Lambo' truck look like it's kitted (skrrt)
Load it up,
At night only crickets
No prowlers, no sirens
No pinky ring hustlers
No angel dust Byrons
No bars on the windows
No sabre-toothed neighbors
(Johnny)
Be good be good.
"Are you going to play football this year, John?"
"No!"
"Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
are
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
The boys are back
Day-o, day-o, daylight comes and the cricket is here
Day-o, day-o, the boys
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dee
I'm as happy as can be
Jimminy cricket jimminy jack
You make my heart go clickety-clack
Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee
the crickets crick all day
In The Merry Old Land Of Oz.
We get up at twelve and start work at one,
Take an hour for lunch and then at two we're done, Jolly
Memories of gentlemen and cricket fade away in the hot summer
But still they carry out traditions of the past without a meaning
[Chorus]
New towns
Crickets rhythmically sing
Their mournful melodies
A monotone by request
But they fail, they fail
To soothe the mess
Hands rhythmically grope
the daylight
Then the frogs and the crickets
Play the rhythm of the night
Can you hear it?
I hear music everywhere (wowzer)
Everybody, can you hear it?
fireflies and whippoorwill and cricket's call
And every star will take its place
In silvery gown and purple shawl
You'll lie down in our big bed
Dread
Shot-Shot drinking! Воу-воу прикид!
Чик-чик, Cricket! Да, я в трипе!
Shot-Shot drinking! Воу-воу прикид!
Чик-чик, Cricket! Да, я в трипе!
Ха,
of cricket bows
I am proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
Three ways was the morning
Three lovers, in three ways
We knew when she landed
Three
of cricket bows
I am proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
Three ways was the morning
Three lovers, in three ways
We knew when she landed
Three
Hear the fires crackle
And the crickets chirp
And there are bluffs
On the banks of the Cumberland
Where I can see the sun rise
From a world
can wake up the cricket's yeah
Throw some diesel on the fire and see how high we can get it
Get the guitars out and listen to them ol' boys pick it
the crickets clicked their tricky melodies
All the ants were fancy-dancing with the fleas
Then up from under the ground
The worms came squirming around
Oh
Hold you tight, baby I'm gonna
Love ya all night long
Till the crickets stop chirpin'
Girl I ain't just flirting, I'm certain
I'm working on a long
Every time I look inside
I feel so tired, a clouded mire
Each step I take my shadow looms
Outpacing my
Fortitude
Crickets for the theater
Tickets
a thicket
Saw him eating a cricket
I love that chubby Lizaard
It's really not that bad dear
You don't have to worry
You don't have to scream
It's just
the air
Miss friendly faces and the country smiles
The crickets singing, you can hear it for miles
I miss the rooster crowing at the break of dawn
Yes
Lazy yellow moon comin' up tonight
Shinin' through the trees
Crickets are singin' and lightning bugs
Are floatin' on the breeze
Baby get ready
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