Lyrics:
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
songs
I'm gonna miss her someday years from now
I'm gonna hear her singing all our songs
My love has her name carved into the trunk of a tree
Waiting for
to cause I'd fall
Every minute in this place, I feel more in love with you
My heart's at home, in the islands
Sun kisses my face, then penetrates my soul
the room
cnd heard the gentle clicking of the run-out groove
When something caught my eye under the Christmas tree
Red and white wrapping on a new LP
cnd
the young
On tree by jury, together we hung
Now we let our chains hang and gang bang to maintain
'Ghanastan goin' through the same thing
It trickles down
struggle to break out
Wash away all your cheap mistakes
You're abstinent, you're drowned
In another world you'd have found me by now
But you'll still
One day along my way I met Old Mother Tree
I asked why is everybody wrapped in leaves but me
She told me take a visit down to Mr. Mirror Tree
There
Now happy tidings and seasons greetings
But I'm not happy without seeing
You walking in here through that door and standing
Under my mistletoe
It's
the North wind
Under the hanging tree
Buried there
With my letters
Below the roots
Bound in leather
Dig the earth
Cut the glebe
You will find
All that's left
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
the only thing that was on my wishlist
Every day (every day)
Every night (every night)
Drinking hot cocoa by the firelight
You were the only thing that was
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree
He sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled
You'll come
under the stars, just me and you
Fallin' head over boots, it's a Saturday mood
Cotton candy kisses, sweet as Tennessee tea
Holdin' hands, walkin' by
of crack under my sneaker strap
D's sneak attack and raid me
It took a week for that
Beat the rat, but you're sayin' "look, he think he the mack"
Fuck
drink in my hand it got me feeling so lazy
The tree its got the interior looking hazy
I swear I'm just watching the world pass me by
I let my mind drift
You'd make me surrender
If you were my worst enemy
And then when you grab me
You take control of me
Turned on by your body scent
Under your arms
Around
of this human epoch
It's obvious I'd rather be out playing hopscotch
With a friendly tree frog
I tried to make a Jazz record, but you need chops for a Jazz
it's not 5 mics
It's at least ten dimes
Throw a rope up to God, maybe you'll climb this high
In the tree house, I'm tree'd out, speak about
Something,
You stood by the tree waiting patiently
It was right before summer
The shades on your face were cat eye frames
You were always undercover
It's been
Well, you can tell by the ring in my back pocket
I'm a can a day, and I been that way
Since grandpa and my first chaw
Fishing off the bank
On the ground
The crows are eating the wasps
And the wasps are dying
In the mouths of the crows
On the ground
At sunrise
Kellogg’s Diner is under
You’d really want to look under the Christmas tree
When you wake up
- We’ll wait until it happens!
Santa Claus is real
We're on his mind
Santa Claus is
help me
Yes yes yes
Itchy itchy ouch ouch
Can you help my booboo
Yes yes yes
What happened
I was reading under a tree
and got stung by an ant
I got
owner, that's enough lets
get on with the song.)
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a Coolibah tree
And he sang as he
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