Lyrics:
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
See that guy all dressed in green? I-KO, I-KO,
Wilson, Wilson
Wilson, Wilson
Wilson
Once upon a time there was a mountain
That rose out of a vast green forest
And in the forest there were
can tell it by the shine
Now I need a sack of candy like my daddy needs his wine
Daddy and the wine goes back three years out of my age
In the old days
what they seem
No, this is no bad dream
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me
Tire swings, summer dreams, honeysuckle on the breeze
Whistle County creek
Laying in the green grass, I was watching clouds pass
Baby, you were
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds
Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah
I got a Nikon
boys cashless
I'm on that green like Tiger Woods at the masters
I cause disaster like Doomsday
your whole life is a joke like April fools day
just
if you see us passing by
On some dreary rainy day
Take a look at the young boy
And his naked asshole
Old School
Copyright Paul Day 2004
Recorded Hatch Studios Worcestershire England UK 2005
Re mixed By Andy Zulla
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Late Night TV Show
Copyright Paul Day 1986 and 2005
Recorded Hatch Studios Worcestershire England UK 2005
Re mixed By Andy Zulla
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Andy
Muscled, black with steel green eye
Swishing through the rye grass
With thoughts of mouse and apple pie
Tail balancing at half-mast
And the mouse
From the album donovan
There's a Brave New World awaiting all you kids out there
With a brand new way of getting through your day there
Don't you
toothpaste
I feel used and spat out
Poor old me
[Chorus]
I am fed up with crying
My despair is drying
Draining into rage day by day
Green before you
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
on his phone
We recorded the ONE DAY chant you hear throughout the album
And we started writing
Interviews took place one by one conducted by Theo
You
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and for you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
What a day at the park (The Estate Sale)
What a day at the park (Gangsta Grizillz, yeah)
I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy
Had
of Laredo grew cold as the clay.
We took the young cowboy down to the green valley,
And there stands his marker, we made, to this day.
We beat the drum
release by Kahfooty, we came out with Green Stitches before
And he wants us to showcase his new album, here on Calabasas FM, and yeah I think that's it
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
By chance it was I met my love
It did me much surprise
Down by a shady myrtle grove
Just as the sun did rise.
The birds they sang right gloriously
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