Lyrics:
And burn the banks down while the bugles played.
Sometimes I get down,
But it's not you that gets me down,
It's just that sense of the impossible,
*chorus*
And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear
Laid him in his grave when the victory was near
While we waited for the future for
Struck by the sounds before the sun,
I knew the night had gone.
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drums of dawn.
Lay down your weary
the marketing level? To the audience, demographic we chose had a lot to do with it."
"You know, I don't wanna blow my own bugle, but, er, this was coming."
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I'm a soldier boy
Standing on the battlefield
And I hear the bugle call
Calling me to my destiny
All around me is people falling down.
the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans
My name's spelled right on my four finger ring
It was Dirt then, 'cause McGirt you ain't seen
"The Ol' Dirty
The earthly power sucks shadowed milk
From sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin as smooth as silk
The bugles blow as one
You lie there with your eyes half
(Danger)
Boodi-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang
Sp 'longside Bugle (yeah)
(Danger)
Live N Living and thanksgiving, ooh-yeah
(Danger)
Ooh-yeah,
must have been a hundred of 'em
Beatin' on a drum
They stepped so high
And they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales
And didn't
day
Perfect day
Okay, to bed with you
No, wait, wait all that's left to do is for the queen to blow the birthday bugle horn!
Oh, no no no no
got baby bottles full of lean
I've been through so much of shit this shit'll make a nigga sing
I remember rockin' bugle boy, now I rock designer jeans
the British come
And there musta' been a hundred of 'em beating on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
and fall, bugle call
Bone splinter in the driving rain
Horses scream, Viking dream
Drowned heroes in a lake of blood
Armored fist, severed wrist
Broken
was a lost cause all along
But when we heard the bugles call
We swore we'd stand or fall together right or wrong
We ain't seen no reconstruction
better stand, there's no turning back
The bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses
When I see the water come and clear beside a shore
When all the guns are silent and the sky is clear once more
When the bugles fill the air with
Kiss me goodbye and write me while I'm gone goodbye my sweetheart hello Vietnam
America has heard the bugle call and you know it involves us one
Really like to kill
What sign posts will lead
To armageddon's fires
What bugles will call them
From crowded grey shires
The women sit quiet
The way is long and hard I know
Come, love come, the road lies free
I'll wait for you in Tennessee
When I was eighteen, bugles called
And boys in blue
a di clip a
Nyam him up like dinner
Run in a di church mi nuh care mi a sinner
All if a pastor lap yuh siddung in a
Shot a drive in a yuh like Bugle
my lungs
Leave room for my nose
I spit truth tho' so I hope you know
I'ma take your girl on the search, no Google
Yip, I'm 'bout my chips like Bugle
interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures
Of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams & Mendel Rivers
To eat hog
a chicken stroodle
When me a hot fuck you gyal
Yuh friend a fuck Bugle
Di batty ting a nuh fi we
Batty ah fi doo doo
Some gyal a rush mi like mi
Cocky tie dem
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