Lyrics:
on Sunday night
Ida Red Ida Red
I'm a plumb fool bout Ida Red
Lamp on the table picture on the wall
There's a pretty sofa and that's not all
If
got chicken chains, carrots shit, I need some ranch
If you ain't comin' heat wit sticks, you can't be wit camp
They done made his head hot, he should be
a rabbit race
Got this stuff that's on my head like i a lamp shade
Baby won't you go on and just love me
Baby I'll show you all of the fame
But what a shame
head Tiffany
The new lamp Tiffany
I give credit where credit is due
And when you do it
Just do it for you
I give credit where credit is due
And when you
Oh my god the dog is dead
Was it wrong food that you fed?
No! It was a fucking lamp falling on his head!
Can't you see that the floor is red?
You
to Humpty Hump?)
Yep, the rubber broke, and I jumped, hit my head on the lamp
'Cause I was amped, off the drank and the hamps
(You gotta have a J-O-B
If
Hail to the taxis
They go where I go
Farewell the newspapers that know more than I know
Flung under a street-lamp still burning at dawn
I'm in
on and join the line
Long live rock! Be it dead or alive
Landslide, rocks are falling, falling down upon our very heads
We tried but you were yawning, look
on and join the line
Long live rock! Be it dead or alive
Landslide, rocks are falling, falling down upon our very heads
We tried but you were yawning, look
on his beat like a carpet rider
Boy, I'm a genie in the lamp
Gonna rub my head
Hey, girl, you can be the genie in my lamp
Bitch, you in my lap
Rub that
can never go back
I got new reasons
To keep my life on track
And I want to go home
Who want to go home?
The bus leaves Boston for DC
My head against
give me the goosebumps, ooh A voice in my head saying I want you
Your voice is so captivating, oh Like a lamp, you turn me right on
Flick the switch,
She follows me, we going on the other side
The light of Lamp, we plunge into time
She takes my head. I feel the Gypsy's pain
My eyes are in blood.
the cigarette burn
Let the cosmos twist and reverse and expand
Let the lamp in my head fry
Let all of my energy dissolve
Into a cheap IPA
Let's talk for hours in
you see a head a-peeping from a crawdad hole
If you see somebody climbing up a telephone pole
Baby, it'll be me and I'll be looking for you
I'm
you see a head a-peeping from a crawdad hole
If you see somebody climbing up a telephone pole
Baby, it'll be me and I'll be looking for you
I'm
from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can
from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
the sun though it's glow is waxed in black
All except beneath the trees of Eden
The lamp post stands with folded arms its iron claws attached
To curbs
holding up the lamp-post,
Flipping this quarter, trying to make up my mind
And if it's heads I go to Tennessee, and tails I buy a drink,
If it lands
where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon.
That can swallow
starts breaking,
Head lamps were barely working the engine either,
We were chatting bout our government and all the leaders,
Of how corrupt they are
Where's my focus
What's my plan
Screwed my head on backwards walking into street lamps
Got no chance if I can't
Pull my brain out of my pants
At a glance
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