Lyrics:
the middle in my black Continental
No it isn't a rental, so we gonna have to be gentle
She's arrested by my gentles like a fucking criminal
Felony after
Sit by my side
Come as close as the air
Share in a memory of gray
And wander in my words
Dream about the pictures
That I paint of changes
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
Held in hands, a warm cup/ Of skin always taken in by peers/ And friends and the heightened fears/ Over the years/ Now I know I'm not
like everyone
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
at MeatShake!"
"Taste the secret at MeatShaaaaake, hey"
"MeatShakes are so soft, I can eat em without my dentures"
Well hi, welcome to MeatShake where you can
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
Your eyes no longer seeing
Life's reality
Push the needle in
Face death's sickly grin
Holes are in your skin
Caused by deadly pin
Head
drawing you in.
Don't be fooled by placid appearance,
Like a colossal planetary vulva consumes.
She tempts us with aqua, but offers us desert.
She
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
Washington my home
Wherever I may roam
You are my land
My native land
Washington my home
Your verdant forests green
Caressed by silvery streams
With
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
shorts mad heads are hungary
And if you floss you'll get caught
Out there you're scarred upon that ass like tupperwear
Run all your goods be thankful
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
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