Lyrics:
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
of those de ja vu things
Or a dream that's tryin' to tell me something
Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it
I don't know, I doubt it
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Lyrics by: Timothy Donovan, Jr. (Timmy J)
Music by: clan R. Labrie, Timothy Donovan, Jr., Jason Dubord, and Ty Carpenter
Silence of a sinking
hoping the wounds will set you free
Drilling the holes, building lies
Sicker as the time goes by
Chorus
Embrace the insane, prescribe the inhumane, you
a simple carpenter trying to get by.
D G B A
But when you saw
Yeah I eat so your aware
He said cash and I said where ?
Yeah I damage every song
And I call it wear and tear
Play em all like solitaire
Once you win
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Sunday afternoon I was thinking about you
And the days go by so slowly without you
Summer is finally here but without you I'm still cold
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
encouraging
But as time goes by, the heart continues to hurt
That all along I had lofty ambitions
To become, that which the universe didn't
Because the road
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
We laid the foundation
Then hired carpenters and brick masons
A love affair with every ounce of care
Beauty by design
But somewhere along the line
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Will you accept my wooden heart?
You know it's classic and carved
By the carpenters' hands
Will you deny this wounded heart?
That's all I can offer
ain't sure
Four walls is just a creation
Of a human lie
The images made by a carpenter
Images cry for your sins
That is false is your creation
Made by
knee.
I’ll be the wife of a carpenter,
A life that will suit me just fine.
But there’ll be sawdust all over the place,
So let’s hope she doesn’t
lips kissing
Mmmmmmmm
I sit alone with a table and a chair
So sad there
Playing solitaire alone
All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock
a carpenters nail
Inhale life
Exhale strive anxiety's trife
Blowin' smoke out my piece pipe
Ducking the snipe
Shot off the top of the white house and cop 4's
War
of a carpenter's son
Just a little boy gazing at the stars
Did you remember creating every one
If you passed by would I see a child or a king
Or would I have
Ruzzy shakur
Tatata for riz
Many story kpo kpo Cho Cho ka carpenter
Come today come tomorrow watch ur calendar
Popo na agba touch and I want
anyway
Think, sonny, think
Think, sonny, think
Freddy's finished while Murphy fits
And solitaire's scattered by Pushkin's spit
Learn, sonny, learn
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