Lyrics:
and the blackberry bush
I was picking berries when that crow flew above me
Carrying my lover so far away
Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom
By
as the chopper soars
My battalion, we go to war!
Decieved by their words
Decieved by their ways
Haunted by The Huey's roar
Forevermore
The barking of guns
Rolls
If you smile at me, I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language
I can see by your coat, my friend
We knew we'd find you crying
On top of dustbin hill
Grinning at the passers by
Through the flowers on your windowsill
This is Red Berry Joy Town
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw, Dennis DeYoung
I am the modren man
With this guitar in hand
I'll do my best and try
If you smile at me, I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language
I can see by your coat, my friend
with me through it all?
Nobody!
The Moscow Circus
Hired me to fly trapeze
On Mount Olympus,
Ran a race with Hercules
It's easy when you're chased by
Just pickin' wild berries, gettin' stung by honey bees
The Lord above and the devil below havin' a fight inside of me
Thinkin' ' bout my gun, maybe
we followed as followers go
Over the mountain with a napkin of snow
And ate the berries and the roots that grow
Along the timberline
Deeper
Come on over
By the pool
Pour yourself
A Moscow Mule
Come on over
Bring a dish
Something cookin
We're raging Phish
Berry and the Spaceman
Another
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
(Chuck Berry)
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know,
I found her walking down an uptown street.
She's so fine, you know I wish she was mine,
I get
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
[Originally by Chuck Berry]
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made
berries
By the full light of the moon.
Work all night if you have to.
The magpie comes at noon.
Shore up the crucifixes
Above the archways
By the beer as brown as berry
By the cyder and the perry
Which so oft has made us merry
With a hydown, hodown, derry
Mauxalinda's I'll remain
True
Berry
Dekkoberry
Berry
Dekkoberry
Berry
Dekkoberry
Masta t the apari producer
Cos am cute
And am cool
I don't give nothing for nothing
I don't care
(Recitation) Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment. They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries
She would meet me in the mornin' on my way down to the river,
Waiting patient by the China Berry tree;
With her feet already dusty from the pathway
bum
Bum bum bum
She fine den a bitch, ass and her tits
Thick in tha hips every nigga want to
Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle
and the blackberry bush
I was picking berries when that crow flew above me
Carrying my lover so far away
Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom
By a cold
(Chuck Berry)
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know,
I found her walking down an uptown street.
She's so fine, you know I wish she was mine,
I get
in?
Rally back, twist a half a man arm off
Late night, nearly happy standoff
How boldly blinded by bobby crossthievin van diva
Lever 2000 mic talk
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