Lyrics:
know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know
know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know
A lot of people are advocated that the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer.
That's only because you don't understand
What's going to happen
lot
Le joli temps des coudées franches
On a mis les mains sur tes hanches
You talk a lot about silence day
As we drive along the so-called highway
I stop the pick-up on a hilltop nearby
So we can gaze upon the blue sky
I
know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know
it's gonna rain pennies from heaven
Don't you know every cloud contains lots of pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune's fallin', baby, all over
Just you, just me
Let's find a cozy spot
To cuddle and coo
Just us, just we
I've missed an awful lot
My trouble is you
Oh, gee!
What are
A lot of noise, nothing to say
For maximum efficiency
Selfish souls drown in the sea
Plate tectonics set adrift
Dark sarcasm to uplift
Once you join you
a parking lot
Fucked up head from too much pot
Gotta run away
Come down hard in the light of day, I know the reason why
Self-centred fuck faced son
not feeling so low, dancing on death row
Upon our judgment day, we'll dance the night away
Don't have to move a lot, in front of the firing squad
hip hop overblown props
Styles is stolen better call up the damn cops
Tell 'em to bring they paddy wagon, got a lot of folks
Stand-up comedians is all
and easy, now, don't lose control
A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul
Come on, come on
Do the Loco-motion with me
Ye-ye-ye-yeah
Move around
The maze of Zin has lot of portals
Which leads thou to other spheres
Where no time, shape or colour dwells
Path to R'lyeh can be found
Requisite is
Surely you're not saying
We have the resources
To save the poor from their lot?
There will be poor always
Pathetically struggling
Look at the good
Don't want slow walkin'
Or sad singin'
Let 'em have a jubilee
I wanna leave a lot of happy women
A thinking pretty thoughts of me
I wanna live
bends and she bows
She's cold, but she melts like snow
She bends, she breaks
She hates you but then she makes a mistake
Confused and a lot to take
Conversations haunt me like the body that wouldn't think.
If I could I'd take back some things that I have said.
I put a lot on you, it was good for
one you'ze a trick
Number two you ask a lot about my personal shit
So tell me
Is you a mark?
I ain't takin' no chance
I'd rather blow your head off
you'll see
that what he thinks,
makes a lot of sense
when you're on the brink
Hey, talk to the flower shop girl,
she's all alone in this world
talk
know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know
There's a lot of people thinking the same way as we do
Another crime, another crime
But we are not to die in this dying nation
Another crime, another dying
YOU MOP THE FLOOR WITH ME
By Robert Ross
Verse 1
I NEVER HAD MUCH LUCK
JUST A WHOLE LOT OF SOUL
BUT I GOT THE BRAINS TO SEE
YOU?RE GONNA WALK
of rusty nuts & bolts.
Verse 1
I GOT A CAR SHE DON'T LOOK TOO HOT
SHE'S BADLY DENTED AND RUSTED OUT
THE PAINT IS CHIPPED AND CRACKED A LOT
SOME PEOPLE
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