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Heaven hear the bugle go now
When you say this life tell me what do you mean
When you say it’s so good so genuinely
What does it really take make it be

'cuz even silly pink bunnies look
Scary in the dark!
Bang on pots and pans, ring alarm swiftly
Cue to bugle turbulent
Who salute the worker ant?
Duke up

angel
Blew into the bugle in lieu of
The euthanasia
Usually the shooter community chew
The corpse but I
See the wolves have already gotten
To you

Lyrical Chupacabra
Eat ya cobbler
You ain't Peter Parker
With three spider man
Couldn't defeat
The goblin
Mute the talkers
Daily Bugles
I could
Reach

San Jacinto Farewell

Alan Munde

Welcome to West Texas

1998

Word has come that the mission fell 
What a story the poets tell 
The cannon roared and the bugle blared like doom 
‘Til the only sound was

something very rude with a funny foreign name
I think it was called 'Ferrétillio'
Which is Spanish for "blowing the bugle"

I went 'round to my girlfriend's

$$ Troopers

Huoratron

Prevenge

better stand there's no turning back.

The bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefields on on wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses

denn druf bi cho
I ha gloub keni Italiäner kennt
Di sy denn ja ersch grad ufecho
Aber i ha ne aube zuegluegt bim bügle
U si hei mi eifach super dünkt

Shut Up

Trina

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 4

2000

got a pocket full of be's, cocoa weed and ain't got no place to go tho'
But all my Boca Boys they know though, that's fo' sho' doe
(Are those Bugle

been a hunnerd of 'em beatin on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales 'n' didn't say a thing

We

on the ground
Next morning for action the bugle did call
And we got a hot breakfast of powder and ball

7.
We fought at the Alma likewise Inkerman
But

City girls we got rural
They gone blow me like a bugle
Drive them girls insane
And I don't need to run no game
Massive on her brain
Now all the neighbors

Bugle boy, bugle boy, toot your own horn
Frugal won't endure, as the talents was born
Minus, the John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name ain't my name

of using my mind as a weapon
Rappers getting smashed no matter what lane you in
Only time I take a selfie's for the Daily Bugle and J Jonah Jameson
Peter

Vermeet to Bruegel
Just trying to get an artsy chick to blow my bugle
Tuck the Ruger
Because I'm not a Freddy Kruger
Nightmare intruder
Don't want to get

Higher than Peter Parker
Smokin on em Daily Bugles
Weed is all I need
Weed is all I need
Weed is all I need
Weed is all I need
Weed is all I need
Weed is

in dough I'm kneading it like a bagel
They call it out loud ass bitch like a bugle

They didn't wanna see me get up on the track
I'm hitting this shit

stabil, man it's good to be schwiizer 
Aber de priis isch, 40 jahr lang bügle 
Yuppies wend ad langstrass, aso wegzügle  4
Ich gsehne eui after-work-parties

blagues
Et incendier les bagnes
Péter les Ray-Ban
Sur le nez des keufs
On bugle comme des thugs
Et on brûle de rage
Sur le terrain sec ahahah
J'appelle

comes to my scruples
I love the sound of every damn bugle
My thought's racing I'm off my noodle
Nobody's like me says he with a tattoo on his arm

like you Flying Over my Town
Played me like a Bugle, and you did that on the Daily
But I was still standing every time that I got knocked down
Oh well,

müesst bügle, i mache mer Stress
Ha so viu Zyt aber finge ke Rest
I weiss no, ha vorher gseit es wird perfekt
Doch mittlerwile isches numeno Stress

to critique
AF moving fast
We never running out of steam
Our condition is so frugal
The Lord playing his bugle
144 the mission
But you missing what im saying

Then it would be just us again

The bugle sounds, the uniforms come in
With flags to shield their sins, my doorbell rings
The new-found girl, she says