Lyrics:
(Hej)
(Hej Dee)
(Jsi v pohodě?)
Jedu rallye
Studio daily
Každej den mi rostem up
Na ruce STG
Pošli trip G
Vidím SGI effects
Oni jsou slepí
Nevidí
a captain of a luxury ship at sea,
There was a wizard at polo was a socialized bee,
Remember the movie director who made five thousand a week,
And there
choe lu gudi dhey wong sey lap chi
When I wake up by your side then I'll call it paradise
Sa tharingsa choe yama song mey da
Nge bum thinang lang machu
Uh
Uh, Yeah
Honey, I can tell by the wanderin look in your eye
You're just a little boy with about a thousand lies
And the girl you say is always
When I'm five
I will wash my face me hands all by myself
When I'm five
I will chew and spit tabacco like my grandfather jones
'cause I'm only
By Oisin on the grass
There sighed amid his choir of love
Tall pythagoras
Plotinus came and looked about
The salt-flakes on his breast
And having
Every trash can I walk by
I try to throw my rubbish in it
But there's a man standing in it
And he's digging for bottles
Every track that I walk down
life
Frame by frame
Profiles of courage
Name by name
Put a picture of your sadness
Next to one from better days
It's a holy madness
There's holy
No matter what the teacher says
No matter what the DJ plays all artists are bums . . .
Tho' you think you're super-cool
Don't forget the golden
hula-hoop
Come and jump on like this
See the junk in the trunk
I had to bag her right quick
Feel like magic all together
Multiplied by six
Oh my gawd
I've
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
life a lot harder in the future
But just hear me out here
If you knew my trauma story
Then you'd know that I had less
I had Johnny by my side
And he
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
Creeping from the tomb all hail to the doom
From the one to the two
To the three four five bullet wound
Man you talk too much
Should have watched
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
nechejte trůn
V noci jsem venku, mně nevěříš, čum
Sere tě, co řikám, tak si to ztlum
Jebal jsem pravidla, vyhořel, bum
A vypil jsem tolik, že konec, more
the same, only want one thing
But by any means, don't expect anything
Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me
That don't
"Out on the road, it's dark and it's cold,"
Said my mother as she passed by.
"You'll never stick it long enough.
You're a fool to even try.
You've
Ursprung ist nicht hiesig
In Arabien aus ner
Höhle gekrochen
Meine Frau in der Küche
Fetet Jaaj für mich kochen
Bum Bum
Bum Bala Beng Beng
Ich kaufe Derbys
She was stunned by a young nigga
Woo woo
Now she warm like the sun hit her
Too cool
I just came with the drums hit in
Bum biddy bum
Better run from
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
honestly
la la la la la la
there must be more to life than this
na na na na na na
the bum bliss yeah
na na na na na na
oh yeah our children see our
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