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flapped by the breeze
Sun Sugar in the red trunks
Sun Tzu in the blue
Both ran to the center of the ring
While the rhinestone suit continued to sing

Mullholland Queen

Jonathan Wilson

Rare Birds

2018

to leave?
I've been looking for a maker to take me in
So pretty lady, where do I begin?

Up Mulholland
Travel by machine
Carve the canyons
My

and choose how you want to
Dopp sing the blues unenthused by the genre
A cloaked out prima donna
Hitting up Daygo then to Tijuana
Pale with a stance thats ill

Deliverance Road

Grace Potter

Original Soul

2004

I drove a long, long way without drinking
I listened to the Baptist Radio
There was a blue-gray sky as I passed the ghost town by
And headed down

don't care
We try to make you sing and dance
But all you do is sit on your hands
You smoke your dope and drink your blues away
This is our live song.

choose to sing those rock rolling blues
Why does he persist knowing he's going to lose
He says he is a rebel, but he's stuck in a rut
He calls himself

and make you a little lady anew.
And what the people said goes, and all your pain will go away.
So I sing to you,
Come on, Come on, Come on
That’s the end

Hello Carolopolis! Carolina! My Country 'Tis of Thee!

Quiet undercover of another deep blue night
Threads of silk in a sateen sky dimming the gibbous

the power place
Lady Liberty's tears dripping down her face
This is wisdom on display, I give it out, away
Got me livid as fuck 
The red white and blue
I

[COLLINS]
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas Day
Whose charity is only matched by talent, I must say
A new member of the Alphabet City

down, feeling blue
I could always rely on you

I am not that far away
Soon I will be here to stay

Four blocks down the street
There's a lady alone
She is

me
Jus cuz I was outside her window up a tree
Dont mean I'd lie to you
What I say it be true
So you betta belive and not be blue
These chicks be sweet

cryin when ya feelin blue lady
I've got ya front when times are good
And your back when there're bad
Girl you don't have to worry
Let me work this out

rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple

'em sing loud like; Baby here's a feature
These girls hit more Keys than Alicia
They keep on falling, they keep on falling (Ugh)
We're never stalling,

walk
Air max hard
With the middle
From the home of the blue crab
Love the way she talk
Gave a lil conversation 
Had her girlfriends start the hating

pure
She now lays amidst the moors
A pixie
A sprite with dragonfly wings
If you listen to the earth
You can still hear her sing
A guardian for the garden

even better again, now my rhymes tight and I got a plethora
I'm a lone wolf when I'm in the booth on the mic, spit the whole truth, then I sing a tune

about it use your brains the fat lady bout to sing.

Wars off in Pakestan soon its go be our land , 
When we go take a stand , turn our backs or reach out

so you ain't shit
Gunpowder shots in the dark, pour the proper off my black lips
Chicken grease in the chapstick
Known by the bank as Mr. Back End

a cupid
I got 'em groovin'
Build from the bottom, I follow the blueprint
Tryna make waves I ain't chasin' a blue tick
Verified by all these verses and tunes

Pull us from the brink
Or pull the trigger soon
I'm blue
The sky's more gray
Birds don't sing no tunes
Talk to my lady
She's bugged out and brazen

nervous
Now his folk sing the blues....
I guess ice tea and Skittles means you're just a goon
In need of some justice
Vigilantes live amongst us
It’s creepy

and sing

But imagine if I were to finally show
the world what I really think
Get ready my fellow Americans for
The White House is gonna be
Pink

I've had