Lyrics:
transformed by song
Until the musicians are translucent
Until you see through them and see through this
And bare witness to the oneness
That from
and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
GIRLS
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
(This song is by Ray Wylie Hubbard)
He was born in Oklahoma
And his wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's
to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they dream.
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they
built by every other race
Except the European that runs this place
What a waste, America's doomed
To be overthrown by the righteous real soon
Winter in America, never knew white Christmas
'Cause L7 squares always making my shit list
Spring is in the air and all the flowers are blooming
again? (hey, hey)
This is Tom Sherman,
down here In Banning College, we're, uh
We're promoting a blood dri-
Oh, shit
Welcome to the South
This is not
America
This is not
Yet the end
Thought you'd be free
By 'right to choose'
And now you can
So all will lose
Don't kid yourself
'cause they
Knowin' that this is
The place to be to let it all out
But when the weekend come, the weekend come
(Ow yeah) y'all could come
So go tell ya
And the refugee's soul is the meat
The immigrants are here to stay
To help build America (Oi, oi oi oi, oi)
The immigrants ain't going nowhere
They're here for
Oh, hey, y'all
This is brother Ray
I got something I wanna
Talk to you about
I'm tired of running
From town to town
Now I'm ready to stop, y'all
cnd
And said
Roll with it, baby
Make it your career
Keep the home fires burning
Till America is in the clear
The mainstream is so polluted with lies
Once
just want to be your friend
Let's not do this again and again
All across America
Love ain't bad
Love is good
Love her like
You know you should
Be loving
just want to be your friend
Let's not do this again and again
All across America
Love ain't bad
Love is good
Love her like
You know you should
Be loving
you, Tyler)
Jesus, motherfucking Theresa
This nigga Game got Wolf Haley for this feature
My team is running shit like we have full-cleat Adidas
Man, whatever
Dre, just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
I sit
Man, whatever
Dre, just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
I sit
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
Everybody telling me to
Go Pato
Well, everybody telling me to
Go Pato
All over America
I want the whole wide world to know
That Pato Banton is on the go
smell war, that's why I'm lacin' up my boots (let's go)
Ooh Lordy (do what you say, this country is supposed to be about the land of the free for all)
soul that passes by
This song's for you, from the Jackson 5
I'm comin' home, it's plain to see
I still got Indiana soul in me
Oh, yeah
I'm goin'
In 1941, a physicist named Ray McEntire
Rediscovered a method first discovered by Carl Munters
An inventor from Sweden, you knew that, right?
Are you ready to fight for the rest of your lifetime
Cus after all we all are promised freedom
You can say what you want but this country is not mine
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