Lyrics:
and trouble
Singin' 'bout that sweet ole by and by.
We'll all have lots of money
That we won't have to spend;
You'll be given everything
When
mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battle in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a f***ed up pivot
N****s scream out: "It's just us
niggas, they be dyin' over bitches
Who that is
Mr. Step on shit for real
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up
supposed to do to get by
Did I lose everything I need to survive
'Cause its 4 a.m. and the sweat sets in
Did you get my message, did it send
Or did you just
the world turn twice
[Mr.Ness]
And I'm Mr.Ness, that rock the best
And I'm ready to rock at your request
Go on, go on with your best
Raheim is gonna do
make a date through tonight,
and then before hell breaks loose,
I'll just turn up the juice.
I say:
Hey all you people my name is mr smalls,
and some
You know I love that organic cooking
I always ask for more
And they call me Mr. Natural
On down to the health food store
I only eat good sea salt
The days and nights you sit around wondering where can she be
You hope that she might appear, out of nowhere
But you fail to see
All the hurt
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
the Lights!
(Take 'em out, turn 'em off, break 'em down)
Kill the Lights!
(Don't be scared, make a move, see me now?)
Kill the Lights!
(I feel you
I bet ya never thought that it would never turn out like this
Mama's little girl, Daddy's little princess
But somewhere in your fairy tale
of an evangelist preacher from the southern United States.]
Thank you very much, Mr. Zappa.
Ah, I'm very pleased to be here on behalf of the Administration--
won't you turn the music up?
All the gal pon the dancefloor wantin' some more what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up?
Hey Mr.
Please Mr. DJ
Tell me
got to walk it by myself.
[2nd & 3rd times:]
You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for
it's hot
Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up?
All the gal pon the dancefloor wantin' some more what
Come Mr. DJ won't
Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement
Projecting some slides onto a plain white
Canvas and traces it
Fills in the spaces
He turns off
learned of that machine
That turns out all those bails of precious money.
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money,
Oh,
good intentions
You leave me lonely and confused
Mr. Samsonite pack a bag that is my suggestion
From here on out you will be leaving
It's my
supposed to do to get by
Did I lose everything I need to survive
'Cause its 4 a.m. and the sweat sets in
Did you get my message, did it send
Or did you
You can watch Mr. Rogers
You can watch Three's Company
And you can turn on Fame or The Newlywed Game
Or The Addams Family
I say, you can watch
And now that's
What we're gonna
Play for you guys
This goes out to Nirvana
Oh yea
Thank you very much
My name is Moose
This was Wrong Name
fly-by-night/ Mr. Kevork/ in a solar system/reaches my flow go through the speakers/past ears out to the creatures/ the status increases in major pieces/ for
out to get high and supply
What you need Mr. Postman
Comin' through with all the mail What you need?
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
The weekend's almost done
The moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out
Before the night passes by
I won't just sit around
When life becomes
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