Lyrics:
cabernet bouquet smell lovely pouring
While the 7 trumpeters blow brass horns its never boring
Apocalyptic visions over dinner nothin foreign
Breaking
all
Twas a flock of trumpeters
In tribute
A chorus of ravens
A wraith in revue
Perched upon marble temples
By two
Beneath their feet
A floor will fall
I would never do that
I could never kill everyone
Bagels do not inspire spontaneity
Buttery crumpets do not
A champion trumpeter make
Sourdough
trumpeter''......pretty happy with the song, especially the sample that kicks it off, because it's so incongruous to the song and yet it isn't.
credits
from Shuffling
music in my blood
I'm just having fun yeah
Father was a trumpeter brought me to this sphere yeah
My Mamma play the flute, she so hard on the trap flute
banor trumpeter och sång
Patronerna hjälper en hålla igång
Giffarna till Sundsvall Giffarna woah oh oh oh
Vårat lag
Giffarna till Sundsvall Giffarna woah
To hear the trumpeter in the parade
He's a little off-key
But that's ok it sounds like me
I can be the bad guy
I can be the mood swing, sad guy too
I can
when the words are rolling round your brain
You hear the trumpeters call, and then all of the dogs while the fox just spirits away
One of the old
Fire!
Brrrra!
Uhuh
Hahaha
Yes
Ni vet vem de e
Ingen vet vem de e
Uhuh
Woo!
Ke Ke
He he, yo
Intro med trumpeter
Och syntar och skit
Ja den fuckar upp
A trumpeter by his side
Blasting notes at heaven
Two bloodshot eyes
Glare back at me
As he draws on a filthy reef
White ash curves down about to drop
From
Comforter
Your paper skin
Is paper thin
Mad noises from the trumpeter
They are alerting her
When summer ends
Suburban love
Is made of shiny
grow up with hate
I'm on the porch, call me a goose
I feel the sun
I feel the trumpeters play 808
I'm on the floor, denim is blue
Denim is staining my
up, give it up
Every cool of the day
I'll bake a cake of praise
Just the way you love it
Just worship, no spare trifling
Trumpeters at the gates
Will
straight to the badlands
Flashing lights illuminate the shades Sirens blare like trumpeter swan songs
Booms aloud this rude awakening
Metal door hinges
사상적 테러 집단의 Trumpeter 수다
내 메모가 나의 악보라
오늘도 계속 뱉고 쓴다
심장은 언제나 이곳 ST
We are 뿌리 위,
줄기부터 무성한 푸른 잎
어른들의 입에서
Let it be & Let it go
아이들의 입으로 끊임없이 흘러, Maybe
walking in
Baby you're my trumpeter
Your aura pulls me in close
We could never separate
Mess with you, they mess with me
And now I must eviscerate
But I'm
(Concur)
Fed by the Lord A X ender
The last trumpeter
I Eat up His letters
His Words Change weather
And Shatter up fetters
I speak of King Jude ...the
var tusen trumpeter
Champagne och raketer
För oss båda två
Det var på Golden Gate
Vi två tillsammans i din Cadillac
Du var vacker och ung
Vi var
blick som Catherine Deneuve
och ditt ansikte som glas
och med Dumskallarnas sammansvärjning i din jackficka
Jag hörde Bacharach-trumpeter varje gång
du
the trumpeters and the musicians joined together in unison to
Give praise and thanks to the Lord and that's exactly what we are supposed to
Be doing. Along with
In a marching band or a salsa beat,
In the heart of music, the trumpet's heat.
A fanfare in victory or a mournful cry,
In the hands of the trumpeter
So let the brass linger, in the starry glow,
In the hands of the trumpeter, where passions flow.
A serenade of notes, in the evening's glow,
Fan fan fan det skulle vart du
Fan fan fan det skulle vart du
Alla klockors körer
Alla himlens orglar
Skulle vart för oss
Alla trummor och trumpeter
your cigarette"
And I was thinking about a song
That I heard when I was young
And I was wondering 'bout it's trumpeter
How he could get those horns
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