Lyrics:
Spider man daily fucking bugle
Nigga who you Tom foolin
Me and my niggas are coolin
Bring out the tommy
Tom fucking cruise em
Me and my niggas we straight
away
The football game is getting boring
With the bugle sounds and no one scoring
But the neighbors made us cherry pie
And I like the look that's in your
the river and we see the limeys come
Musta been a hunnert of 'em beatin' on a drum
And then they stepped so high and they made the bugles ring
We hid
golden glorious bugle of Gabriel. Why don't you sound your call. We've now devoured your emissary. In the midst of his counterfeit fall.
are belonging, dear babie, to thee
O fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows
It calls but the warders that guard thy repose
Their bows would be
slain
Lovely lads all dead and rotten
None that go return again
Far the calling bugles hollo
High the screaming fife replies
Gay the files of scarlet
to go
Something tells me I am needed, at the front to fight the foe
See the boys in blue are marching, and I can no longer stay
Hark! I hear the bugle
at a bugle call he stood proud and tall. There went our baby.
Tho' seasons change, hand in hand we travel on,
Still in love, Tho' Autumn's Coming On.
is your soul
Go, Resound it's bugle
Blow it till you're whole
We are all connected
Made of stars
A Galaxy within us all
We are a collective
In
as soon as he saw me, whoops, 'e was away
Running like a rabbit, or a frisky poodle
Blowing his trousers like a bugle
Then I went and got busted
A tender heart, an alluring presence
Her voice; a bugle that sounds renascence
In spite of devious ghouls
I, from an opulent spire
Gazed upon her elegance
unreal
The shrill notes of the bugle mingle in the air
[Chorus]
Oh
Fighting for the prowess of the lord
In Caesar sharpness we will trust
Fightin' for
you whole
Blues in the distance
Not waiting
You holding a bugle you nude
Sewn back up but still bleeding
Cried eyes out over you
I was torn purple
never gave up his marrow
The passage of time and the flux and the flow
Those drums and bugles know of all the worries and frustrations
Shocked by
Kiss, me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good, bye, my sweetheart, Hello Viet, nam.
America has heard the bugle, call
And you know it
White skies
Bugle cry
Fragile earth below
Through the cold
Stories told
You cave in like the snow
Beneath the veil
You’re so frail
It doesn’t take
in honour of my name
Should I falter, should I tarry, should I hesitate, should I fall?
Then bury me in your memories, let our children hear the bugle
rub pon dem gums
Cuh when time it comes to my sound
Which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many times
And it still have one more time
Hold up the bugle
Give him a tune to blow in his horn.
Sign of The Times
To All linked & Londonese Born.
Lyrics for Sufferers, who at Highrise Summit
scent on the blossom from the cherry tree
But sulphur lingers in his memories
They call him "hero"
He won't take that
No need for bugles from where he's
army, far away from Aherlow.
"Rouse up there," cried the corporal, "Ya lazy Irish hound!
Why don't you hear the bugle, its call to arms to sound? "
I
marry me.
I hear the sound of bugles blowing,
Far away, far away.
And if they call, then I must go
Across the sea, so wild and gray.
So, Mary,
marry me.
I hear the sound of bugles blowing,
Far away, far away.
And if they call, then I must go
Across the sea, so wild and gray.
So, Mary,
chicka-racky-boom
It was way up in Alaska
And the moment that I passed her
In my heart a little bugle blew attack
Though I knew I should resist her
I walked up
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