Lyrics:
(yeah)
Tunechi on narcotics, so my pupils always hidin'
All those Bugle Boys you wearing, are you stupid? These designer
Sippin' soup up out the Styro',
procession,
And I hear the sound of coming full-key'd bugles,
All the channels of the city streets they are flooding,
As with voices and with tears.
I hear
juice dripping just like PET milk
We on that (lammy and shrekin' berry?)
We higher than Pluto
She can't get enough
She blowin' like a bugle
I'm
the way
Drums and bugles blasting all though the day
Right wing left wing middle of the road
Side winder backswinger backlash whiplash
Race stockings red
and
the wine
The seven bright gold wires and the bugles
that do shine.
Sing reign of Fair Maid, with gold upon her toe, Open you the West Door, and turn
know it must have hurt you
It must have hurt your pride
To have to stand beneath my window
With your bugle and your drum
And me I'm up there waiting
The catalog and the catastrophic smile
Let the bugles play the sermon on the raid
I kissed you on the face
I kissed you on the playground
Oh Father John, you
The seven bright gold wires and the bugles that do shine
Sing reign of Fair Maid, with gold upon her toe
Open you the West Door, and turn the Old Year go
at the front to fight the foe
See, the boys in blue are marching and I can no longer stay
Hark I hear the bugle calling
Goodbye, Dolly Gray
Hear the rolling
for tonight
Time to stop your schemin', time your day was through
Can't you hear the bugle softly say
Time you should be dreamin'
Little man,
hard! Stay hard!
Hear the bugle call in golden starlight
We're on highway to heaven
Don't hide like a thief in the night
You've got a heart of gold
a bugle with a toot of champagne
You see me on the floor
And you've seen me borderline
There is a world
Oh, Oh, oh, Oh, ooh
I do believe,
and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we
again
To our old haunts again
Together
Now scatter us all around
Far from the bugle sound
Surrender
Safe in the exclusion zone
Catch me and take me
Hey Mr Bilby?
Bilby:Yeah?
Fair Sandie: Do you want to play that bugle?
Bilby: I sure do!
Fair Sandie: Well play that bugle!
Bilby Boogaloo
He's
Sophronie left me so lonely
Now there's teardrops in my eyes
Till Gabriel blows his bugle, I'll be lovin that sweet girl
She means more to me than
of comrades slain,
Lovely lads and dead and rotten
None that go return again.
Far the calling bugles hollo,
High the screaming fife replies,
Gay the files
Her shining hour is long since passed
Her future it is fading fast
While all around the bugle plays
Shes made of yesterdays
Her mother says she did
nothing but your mirth
The only wail, your bugle cry
You won't eat it now
The only wail, your bugle cry
the U.S.A.
Not Nazi Germany
They've drifted so far
From where we began
There has to be a time
For this nightmare to end
It's time to sound the bugle
To awaken
and the wine;
The seven bright gold wires and the
bugles that do shine.
Sing reign of Fair Maid, with gold upon
her toe,
Open you the West Door,
England
I don't want to die at all
I don't want to die for England
Didn't hear the bugle call
Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames
pupils grow
Feel the noise of the bugle blow
Charlie says
let's go to China White's
Racing heart sugar
As we break the night
Everybody has their limits
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