Lyrics:
Look to the sky, plumb the sea
Search out the depths of Me
Eye has not seen nor been heard by ear
Things which I reveal
To those who love Me
You
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop."
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was
been assailed
By such long-rolling opulent cataracts
Unless Racine or Bossuet held the like
He did not quail a man who used to plumb
The multifarious
Five hundred racks, sold out
I never been more proud
Need more light on me (bum, bum)
Shine on me
This my final form
Tell 'em all, "Chile, please"
each other through the trials and errors and the gloomy weather
First time I saw your face
Caught me by surprise no I can't lie
Most beautiful eyes
Bum
blind?
I'm about the luckiest man in the world
To have a girl like you, I'm told by Fritz and Peter
Your lips would not be sweeter
Oh, you must be
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
There's a cat in town that you might know
He goes by the name of Domino
A long tweed jacket and a diamond ring
A blue sport car, he's a crazy
Okay, alright, so now we do our outro
Thank you Birkenstock for sponsoring us
Thank you Birkenstock
Even though we're not sponsored by Birkenstock
off
And maybe it's the weed
But you never got me off
Caught in your emerald eyes
Candy with lemon and lime
Down by the fire light
Kissing with hints
bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
It was a cold night when you let yourself in
They both were armed, you did not care
And one by one your
Torment
bum
Eat your bum
Cloud conversion, vapour dismay
Altering the masses, day by day
Mist on horizon, stain on this earth
Big brown blanket, tuck in
I get things wrong
All of the time
I think I'm heading straight
But looking back
It's a crooked line
So when I cannot see
In walking day by day
I
Hey, yeah, I like this right here
Makes me feel free
It's got that, uh, you know
That bom, ba-dum bum, ba-da-da-da-da (Mr.)
Bom, ba-dum bum
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Every day held a new surprise
I watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes
The paste-board shack we called a home
Would
had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine
And she loved me 'til my head went plumb insane
But I was too blind to see she was driftin'
Bum tarara bum barman leje rum
Znów się będzie działo znowu nocy mało
Bum tarara bum zrobimy niezły szum
Znów się będzie działo pokażesz mi swe ciało
was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for
Heaven is a beautiful place, I know
Heaven is a beautiful place, I know
If you wanna get to heaven on time
You've got to plumb the line
Heaven is
It started rainin'
But we both were insane
An' we kept right . . . on dancin'
We looked a sight
By the traffic light
But we . . . kept
The only time I feel alive
When you right by side
You know where to find me
Feelin' the fire
I don't have to testify
Ba ba bum ba ba bum bum baby
I fell in
bum a light
From the ghost of the gang tonight
Kathy lost a nephew under the wheels of a train
A midday suicide after a losing streak
He just
Momma
My
My mommy and me
Going on the beach
I love to watch the waves go by
And a nice wave comes to me
I love the breeze
I love the breeze
Summer
Long ago God called a man named Amos
And He said Amos tell me what do you see
So Amos said I see You standing by a wall
With a plumb line
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