Lyrics:
and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothin', the DA might want to play in court
But I'll hunt a duck nigga down, like it's a sport
Front on me, I'll cut
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
more
I'm not willing to give more either
This worldly love
We all understand
What we care about mixes with a bit of love
Using love as a grand excuse
is giving me fits!
But we play
Croquet in the garden
Croquet in the garden
We hear the whisperings of aristocratic life
We're spreading all the rumors
Remember a day before today
A day when you were young
Free to play alone with time
Evening never comes
Sing a song that can't be sung
Without
Some other time
I could resist you, yes
Some other time
Not now
There is no rhyme
Now that I've kissed you
With all that is me
I thee endow
to sell you out
By promising a little lie
Be rooted to yourself
A tree cant grow without some help
So surround yourself with love that inspires oneself
what we tell ourselves
To justify letting life pass on by
Baby let's bloom and then tell ourselves
We can move those mountains with a little bit of help
a very steep cliff, static to relieve oneself
Can't move at all like a urinal stall/your in a stall
How many artist must we sacrifice to as we
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays
to the man who plays the mandolino
You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine
That's how he's paid to serenade your lady fair
With his little mandolino
devouring of toxic indulgence
A wearing habit starting to thin
Another coping device
Of a life deeply shattered
Never owning to oneself
Deceit
A lie I fell
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
And when he comes to town,
I wonder if he'll play with me.
Laying in bed, watching tv, cookie!
With his mama by his side, she's japanese.
They scream
Baby baby baby baby baby
Come back baby I wanna play house with you
You may go to college
You may go to school
You may have a pink Cadillac
of natural selection in terms,
but more illuminating, in strands of
the self-eradication of oneself.
Thus the basics fall upon their own disparity
with what's
The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through a meadowland toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore" that wasn't
Cracklin' Rosie, get on board
We're gonna ride till there ain't no more to go
Taking it slow
Lord, don't you know
Have made me a time with a poor
death...
And though the path lay bright before me,
I know not where it may lead...
With only blind ambition,
I strive onward and through,
This tangled web
out to play
And through their tears
Some say he farmed his best in younger years
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger, if only he could hear
Who
playin' with 'I'm
A-and the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company be
He puts the boys to sleep
With
a daily grind
A beautiful journey
It starts with wanting more
Experiencing more
More
Loving oneself more
Loving others more
When in doubt
Do more
More
Dinner for one please, James,
The madame will not be dining.
Yes, you may bring the wine in,
Love plays such funny games.
Dinner for one
Freedom Wars
Wars began years before
Power grabs and cruelty
Those with lives diminished
Suffer for their protest
Cries for help reach foreign
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