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tales of immortality|The deepest mystery|From an ancient book I took a clue|I scaled the frozen mountain tops of eastern lands unknown|Time and Man
your honor,
then packed it in and picked it up,
and all you can do is just watch me go.
From the eastern sea board, the landlocked midwest,
the Keys,
Simple scenes that I've never seen
A hole in my living, a kind of in-between
A geisha girl, a hard won world
A wall that divides us from an Eastern
fixes like Ray Donovan
I never use the language of oppressors and the conquerors
c task tell the tales of a crime like eastern promises
Wait a minute,
this be like Eastern Europe
In the 1990s?
Will we ever get a chance
To have perestroika here?
[Chorus]
Might be the Dark Ages
But we're so
The eastern parkways
I'm broader than broadway, nothing more than morays
I sways, why cause I'm a brooklyn stroller
No ones cooler, pigs on my boulder
So I
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
why
I could give more but I end up spending it on shoes and clothes
Why why why
I chew ice, look at my watch some Middle Eastern babies sold
Why why
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
'Til I make up my mind
And go away
Is that the sun coming up
On that eastern shore
Or just a coal fire glow
Behind the firebox door?
I know she's
to Hounslow from the Eastern Block to France
Europe is our playground London is our town
So run with me baby now
Run with me baby let your
And the girls, don't forget them girls
Caribbean ladies
Parisian ladies
Bolivian ladies
Namibian ladies
Eastern Indochinian ladies
Republic of Dominican ladies
It's an eastern promise, it's a pot of gold
It's the oldest story that's ever been told, that's right
You can follow me but you gonna have to pay
like a paper tugboat
Well beneath your holiday
Beached on a red tide infested shore corroding eastern seaboard beauty
I'm a jigsaw slab, but all
feel"
All along the Eastern shore
Put your circuits in the sea
This is what the world is for
Making electricity
You can feel it in your mind
Oh,
Vile lil' cunt from the eastern sides
Double N 'til the day I die
Keep doubling, tryna multiply
Money to me like shit for a fly
So I stay getting P
the eastern skies
The light begins to glow
Shades of pale blue morning rays
Begin to glow
kind of awful plan in motion
Eastern red cedars, and the pines
And suddenly an elevated stone slab
In what must have been a clearing once
Try
(sheesh)
Sub 8's just to keep my fuckin' mind straight (what?)
Auto-steering and I still can't even drive straight (skrrt)
Eastern bloc, Wetto raising up
long
I followed you
Along the eastern banks I ran
No more could I stride
No wing nor cloven hoof
Would let me stay rolling tide
Across
Remorseless Norsemen swim ashore
The Eastern coast belongs to us no more
Shirtless in the rain
The heathen army's upon us once again
Led by the sons
Eastern European people you meet,
Only difference is they legal and they earning their keep,
She was smuggled into Britain almost two months gone,
She
get you a juice quick
Three flights and she gotta do two trips
No electric back to the news's housing association
Moving fam to the Eastern District,
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long
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