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laughin' all the time I taught him, all about the bees and birds But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words After laughter, comes tears Me
slow. Fuck me like you want it. Hittin' every little organ by her stomach. Stop back up, bitch who the fuck keep you cummin'. [Daz] And you
was visited by the power and the glory I was visited by a majestic hymn Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky electricity flowing through my
You hear the birds chirping It’s a mooi day outside Leke It’s springtime Little kids on the swing time Sunshine Bring your hat and I’ma bring mine
laughin' all the time I taught him, all about the bees and birds But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words After laughter, comes tears Me
about a thing, ’Cos every little thing’s gonna be alright. Rise up this morning, Smile with the rising sun. Three little birds pitched by my doorstep,
Three winners but my desire Is to do a little lower and I'll be the one that's Higher baby get up a little higher Push a little harder a little bit
Each character is represented by a different instrument of the synthesized orchestra. For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is played by a flute,
supper, eat it down by the sea Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three Rain gonna come but
day by day, In the nest of twigs and leaves, Little bird, your heart believes. Verse 3: As you explore the wide-open sky, With wings spread wide, you
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]): KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman PATSY : Terry Gilliam GUARD #1 : Michael Palin GUARD #2 : John Cleese
I'm a crazy bastard Always think of safety last When I raise the havoc uh I'm in a fast car Tracy Chapman All you see is smoking gas Like an angry
game Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound 'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
Three in the morning came without a warning Wound up with some old buccaneers Tellin' lies about the time I Won the Nobel Prize Guess who bought all
Roses 58. ""Fast Car"" - Tracy Chapman 59. ""Bitter Sweet Symphony"" - The Verve 60. ""Under Pressure"" - Queen & David Bowie 61. ""Brown Eyed Girl"" -
motherfuckers with an Uzi I sees three little kids up in the front row Screaming, "Go," with their 17-year-old uncle I'm like, "guidance? Ain't they got
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws? I wanna do it Let's draw straws Jack said, "we should work together" Three of a kind Birds of a feather Now
a home in the wilderness Built a cabin and a winter store And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore The other travelers came walking down
take my supper, eat it down by the sea Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons Couldn't find any better ones in The morning at three Rain gonna come but
Three little birds sat on my window. And they told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon So sweet, Little girls double-dutch
on New Years Eve Love birds in the row in front of me are driving me crazy The pilot comes on, says the year is almost gone Five, four, three, two, one
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!) Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!) Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travellers came
yell, mamas cry Old men sit and think I drink Chicken, TV, dinner 6 minutes on defrost, 3 on high Beer to wash it down with then another A little whiskey
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