Lyrics:
has come
And I feel like a bum
'Cause I spent my last dime
On a worthless old friend
On a drunken weekend
I've done it time after time
She's got
Sing him to the shore
By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales
dum bum bum
Well the sun has rose
On November 1st
cnd the bats replaced by the chirps of birds
cnd the haunted house has begun to turn
To a jolly
wants
It's beating like a drum like
Ba Da Bum Bum Ba Da Bum Bum
Let me spell it out now letter by letter
Cause we on a roll and we only get better
Like that time I was twelve and got bitten by a wasp
Or accepted my car keys would always be lost
Though the sting is gone and I've totaled the cost
I can't believe all my life
You've been right here by my side
Everyday I try to hide
But you tell me I'll be just fine
Mmm
Ahhh ahhhhh
We climbed
Strokes from oars could be heard,
Beautiful ships gushed through the sea
Like a wind from the north,
Our ancestors reached the shore
Men from
Verse 1
I’m swept away by currents of time, No compass,
No sign. A step misplaced, a path not taken,
No way back, by time I’m shaken
Pre-Chorus
found you washed up on the shore with your small boat that had no oars
I know you said the air is clean but all I breathe is everything
The water rises
the clock just to take my time
(Ways to go)
This place is getting old
Stationary while in motion
I found myself in an endless ocean
Tossed my oars overboard
color-blindness
As we works from door to door
The violence in the carpets
The arrow of his wife (in a car jam)
Drives the slum-bum dweller
To grind his hunting
Whisky wino rum
Wszystkim byś się struł
Nie ma to jak zimna czysta
Prosto do kieliszka
Whisky wino rum
Wybór to jest twój
Dobry balet na parkiecie
our Friday afternoons
And lately I've been missing you, yeah
(Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum)
(Bum, bum, bum, ba da bum, bum dum dum)
Summer
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
For Mr. Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sickness
And an occasional harassment by
As e totori me once i talk
I've dropped a flower by your door steps ya
Me i know say love go whine me one day
Now he's talking about all his types
like that
Everybody think I'm cool, I'on like that
Codeine by the pool while I write raps
Spend money like a fool, I'ma make it back
I don't wanna
Feel the force when we come across (we raw)
Hit record and we’re breaking jaws (of course)
With lyrical allure for sure, flowing steady like an oar
a bum
Hallelujah, bum again
Come and give us a handout to revive us again
No matter how hard I work
I make a starvation wage
So I'll be funded by
Spontaniczna moc co karmiła faszyzm
Ten wpływ w nas i krew napływa do twarzy
Bum bo tak napiera tłum
Bum z siłą miliona tul
Bum hałas znów rodzi szum
Bum
thrum
Oh I kinda like them conga drums
Floating all around
On the bum
That's when I got used to conga drums
Oh that's right
Well, down by
"It ain't my fault
It's six 'o'clock in the morning"
He said
As he came up out of the night
When he found I had no coins to bum,
He began
That's new Jiby on the beat
I'm machine
When they talk about me
I get angry
Cause I gotta kill all my enemies one by one
When I shoot em in the head
of glass - Transparency
Memories of light shaking the soul to the core
Floating by like a boat with no oar
Fallen on the floor lies my patience for tomorrow
to meet an eye
Stunned by foreign frightful noises
With different stars upon the skies
I have to break this endless nightmare
Holding an oar into my hands
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