Lyrics:
wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch named Jill
I am grey, still on the page
Oh, color me in
Just an outline, sketchy but fine
Oh, color me in
If green is chasing the hills over miles
If blue
stopped in Charlotte, we
By passed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by
Sundown rollin' out of Georgia State
We had
Francis stars in Forbidden Planet
Oh-oh at the late night, double feature, picture show.
I knew Leo G. Carroll was over a barrel
When Tarantula took
And the daffodils are bloomin'
That she planted way last fall upon the hill
Over by the gate
Lord knows I hate to say again we'll have to wait
But you can bet
I ride cross the desert on my camel
Over hills of sand
What's that, I see in the distance?
Only hills of sand
There is no oasis in sight
I'll have
some trouble
Drinkin' heavy with my friends in the hills
My daddy had to come down to the station to get me, he say
"Where is my angry young man?"
Take
pink cloud hangs over the hill
Unfoldin' like a rose
If you hold my hand and sit real still
You can hear the grass as it grows.
It's a hazy
I can't live in a world that wont stat in place
You see me in your natural life, my saving grace
Don't go leave me and die, you know I have by my
Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch
Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch
over the hill
I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about
[Chorus:]
Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.While Sheppard
pink cloud hangs over the hill
Unfolding like a rose
If you hold my hand and sit real still,
You can hear the grass as it grows
It's a hazy afternoon
Maybellene, why can't you be true
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true
You've started back doin' the things you used to do
As I was motivatin' over
We like to go over the hill
Hey, woman, will you be there? Because my buddies and I will
Having a good time
Passing the by-line
We'll be having
Maybellene, why can't you be true
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true
You've started back doin' the things you used to do
As I was motivatin' over
Maybellene, why can't you be true
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true
You've started back doin' the things you used to do
As I was motivatin' over
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You done started doin' the things you used to do
As I was motorvatin' over
it was caught in a centrifuge
(Herbivorous, crepuscular)
Never did tumble over the side of the hill
(Discovered by a man named Wilson)
Flying down
Splashes of ashes
Embers arising
Smoke fills the skies in
Wind blows in then crashes
Waves over the ashes
Hills washed up in violet
Eyes close up to hide it
behind him and away they did ride
She got up behind him and away they did ride
Over the hills and the valleys so wide
They rode a little further
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little a while
Promise me you won't step out of line
[Verse
With sheets of silk in between
Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
I thought I wanted to marry him
His face was sculpted by God
His words were
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