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Yesterday is gone
See the pretty countryside
Merrily we roll along, roll along
Following dreams

Traveling's the fun
Flashing by

M--Gary McCracken; L-- Pye DuBois)
Doug Riley: Piano and Synthesizer
Lyrics submitted by Billy Reed. Any other lyrics you see posted all over the net

bad must be not something that I've tried
A little sad but it had to be
Cause I'm so sick of masking
My life for a tragedy
Oh but it's starting again
No

this stress
It's starting to phase me

You got something that you love?
Hold onto it man
Treasure it 
Whether it be your passion
Or your family
Your

They’re holding out on me, 
You’re holding out on me.

Just claw it off,
And give me something, 
I want it all.

(Don’t praise me now.)

Something

We are the change that makes the future prosperous
By destroying the imposters that started this vicious cycle of greed
Power and garbage that makes us

our hearts
And I wanna watch them
Get torn apart
Something's starting to give way
Ice cracking on a frozen lake

A child who's born
In the middle

something, maybe myself and my money
Obtained some wealth and quit hustling, now I'm doing it with music
Safe to say I'm flying smarter by the way I'm

The 'Torchum' Never Stops

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

co-log- nuh directly into de duo-deenum of de unsuspecting victim! now he gone see if he immune to it by e
A dab hisseff!

(singing)


Flies all green an'

I can tell by the look in your eyes,
Something inside, is telling me
that you're the one for me baby.
It feels like the very first time,
That I was

Yo you ever get that sinking feeling that something bad is going to happen?
Is it karma or destiny?

When I die I'll be fertilized by flies like dog

money on guitars, instead of starting something new
Put it down, get in town, get a job is the thing for you
And all these song's of the suffering, how

Leave your shoes by the door, feel easy and free
throw your digital garbage into the stormy seas
there's a mountain of tomorrows for us to dig into
i

6th grade was trash
7th grade was cool
8th grade was garbage
9th grade a was a fool
Charles remember when they said I was just a freshman rapping?

I'm going everytime through this
I'm going to getting start this
I starting try to write these words
These new words on a papers, yeah
I just do it,

impressed by the chains men seem to shackle and wear around like neckties convinced of their freedom.

Oh surprise!
You're left without something to balance

And that's why we feel so hopeless
And now times up
It's starting to break
I don't know how
much more I can take
And we found our perfect spot by the sun

My fault  ok
That's not the point I'm paying in my own way
Jealous? No but it's still there
Just a feeling  a bad bad feeling
Something's new with

crumbled news paper, see you laterI can't even understand it lemme get my calculator The later is gets the more I see your regretsFor starting something you

hot, I cook up like dope in the pan
I stay hot, you know I cant sleep without a fan
Boy I dont cap yea I'm something like a can
Before I fear you I'ma

strangers' eyes
The horizon's hiding something
Lighthouses in a blue sea will tell
Breathe out waves, my sweetest honey
Battleships are sinking in your head

thing that's gonna work
Two shots berserk down em and cut another line
You make a call apologize you miss her fat behind
Her self-esteem is garbage so she

Hot

Rosco P. Coldchain

The Neptunes Present... Clones

2003

[Verse 3: Boobonic]
I'm starting wit the man in the mirror
Mask need to make that change
That real doe, that point something paper
Like a 4.6

come back and win by three

Alright!

I love it!

Fuck you guys!

Sorry, buddy...

Who's the new guy?

Oh, that's my friend John.

Hey John... sweet hat!