Lyrics:
leave our tired and weary homes
And we’ll sail away across the foam
Along the west wind's merry breeze
To the land of pasties, scrump and cheese
Into
the son of the sun
I'm gonna go have a bun
I'm gonna go home ne'money
Cava the swank getting money
Plus akabheki unemali (Nemali)
Plus akabheki unemali
inside, I'll still run in your home
I'm tryna leave with the belly (with the belly), what's beef? (What's beef?)
You see beef is where you squeeze 'til
flicker on and off
I won’t ever understand
If you’re a comet or a man
If the station close and the stars don’t glimmer
If you might want to come home for
day, in isolation
It's everyone, in every home
It's every man of every station
We change our ways, we're doing fine
Strange times indeed
Strange times
And the shadows grow
And the color's fading
And the people start to slow
Like a crowded station
Where the air is cold
All the strangers waiting
On the train
the end like This is Thriller Ha ha Ha
Comedy music
Mood manipulation
From the bus to the radio station invasion
Crew instigation
Composition
walked you to the station but you missed the train
So you got home in a taxi in the pouring rain
Here's a toast to S. A. Brain
To 'The Old A',
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out my money it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that
I'm old
There's Max and there's Maude
In the house by the station
Call them my best friends
He drinks like a horse
She don't appreciate it
All
Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning
Lullaby, baby don't say a word
You gotta live beyond what you see
Urban zone, no more homes
Fight to break carceral continuum
What you got, all
Oya move let's drive to my station
Its a felony, I can't stand the vibration
When u get der you'll say the constitution that allow you to shake
find 'em, I couldn't find 'em
(Look a little closer to home, you might find 'em)
I might find 'em?
Fuck that, I've got my skateboard
I've got my
at the station
My old vacation was the Falls for a day trip
Shit done changed they expected me to move different (huh)
Same building, yeah, but the view
sometimes
Get help Go home Get under your boyfriend
'Cause don't you know, don't you know
That it's alright
Livin' in the moment
I'm sunshine
I'm
The streets are singing a broken promise
Flickering lights that have been forgotten
Maybe you think that nobody's home yet
The city of love if you
The show is over, you got to go home again
Late in the night, you're dreamin' of the guitar man
The radio station plays his latest song
It says
I am just a poor millers son
I grind buckwheat into flour
I work hard everyday
When I get home at night
I'm a little tired
I don't have that much
the way you move it along
I like you tired when you come home
You turn me on without the porn
You're used to the men who used to speed on
But they are
to the station to meet every train
But then you came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was
as your own
You have raised me so high u above my station
I'm a child of God by grace and grace alone
You left your home to seek out the lost
You knew
oughtta stop, but I'm gonna risk it
Caffeine got me chewin' styrofoam
Girl, I'm callin' out of kansas city
From a fillin' station telephone
Just had
up so high above my station
I'm a child of God by grace, and grace alone
You left your home to seek out the lost
You knew the great and terrible
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