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of the knives
Prayers mean nothing if our kids take their lives
Warriors have no value if they harm their wives
Emotional Barriers are notorious no one survives

to move, somewhere

You can see them standing, sitting, slaving all their lives
(All their lives)
Every minute, all the stories, and they hate their wives

the Old Wives' Tales
She saved our lives, hearty and hale
A thousand and one woven tales
Behold, within the Holy Grail
Incandescent Old Wives' Tales
Thread

Ballad of the TV Housewife (1950-) 
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

Suburban wives, dressed in disguise as idiots, staying home alone 
Living out

sulk in
Wives of Gojira
No need to be sullen

Praise all my sisters
We belong dead
The king of pacific waters
Claims all our head

Praise all my sisters

glitter on her back
With so many other wives, you can't call enough
Glitter on her hand, glitter on her thighs
With so many other lives, you can hang it out

snuck into the kitchen at the back of the hall
And there, cooking with cheap and nasty knives 
I saw Jesus and the Devil and all their wives
Cooking with

days and nights full of sleep
Stressed out husbands dealing with wives on the creep
Stressed out wives dealing with husbands that don't beat (Whoo)

the little game she plays,
There's a trail of tears in every bed she leaves,
That's got all the wives shakin' at the knees.

Run for cover, here comes her

there was a boy named Jake, cotton farmer in Alabama
Now, this man named Jake, he had twenty nine slaves
Only three wives though, that's pretty good for

committed types
Busy ah eyangera business wives
Aadalam nu paatha verum bollywood nights

Durai sleeping Durai snooze
Durai elundhadhum Durai oru pala juice

even wear a cape
He's super fat and out of shape
With gold teeth
And wreaks of weed
Dope ass
Weed

Hide all your wives and lock up your daughters
He's

trust man can slip in and slide like yeah
I want rhythms and a vibe
Want rhythms and a vibe
I'm just killin all my time yo
And these birches ain't wives

digging out
Pieces of my brain
Put em back
Put em back
Before I go insane
It's an old wives tale
People do yourself a favor
Listen to the words I say

off his mind.
Six  wives I wed, and they're all gone dead
Me love has laboured in vain
I have married, I have buried,
Till I’m very near weary
And I'm

Pa ni Denver ni dènié dinosaure 
Wivé si yo du  futur an sé le terminator 
Lyrics an djèl yo encore , encore 

Yo kompwan sé yo Kay fè fô bon 
Bitch

arrived on a boat
Why you lying? 
We've been getting money, we've been having wives 
That's why you was hating, you couldn't compete
Had to relax and get

company with all your sister wives 
Consider yourself one of mine
Initiation, Initiation
You done been initiated 
Initiation, Initiation
You done been

nine, yeah
I might feel like, feel like
Yeah I have nine lives, no wives, yeah
Baby it's a cold life, yeah a cold life yeah bae
I find my time in the whip

I got three wives up in the sedan
They got rings on they fingers
I got 'em sprung T-Pain Tory said Jerry Springer
Like fuck ya ex mans now I'm

to get to your spine
I been running with my boys you know that we catching these wives
I'm fucking a basic white bitch in my crib yeah you know that I get

stepped out one time, how I seen all of my wives (Yea lil bih)
Yeah
All of my bitches is bad to the bone, they never be sipping no sprite (Yea lil bih)
All

Maria and Elizabeth like tribal wives (Oh yeah)

He crossed the frontier at the big Fish River
Fought the Boers and the British on the side of the Xhosa

We fucked your wives (we fucked your wives)
They saved our lives (they saved our lives)
We stole your members
You did it first but we did it better