Lyrics:
Fucking with the larks
Playin' round you get parked
106 when I spark
On this drum clip, young nigga but I run shit
And you stupid as a dumb bitch
I make
Blackberry Way
Absolutely pouring down with rain
It's a terrible day
Up with a lark
Silly girl I don't know what to say
She was running away
So now
and we are governed by it
The world is dark these days and all the larks are caged in silence
They've no heart to sing
This too shall come to pass, this
a pair of frilly knickers and a bra.
He would wear them to clubs and the more broad-minded pubs
cos he always was game for a lark,
Till an undercover cop
like clouds above the waves!
******
Maybe we should regard - the rhythm of the past
December' s door' s a lark - forget it, there' s no path
the park
While others like the beach just for a lark
Now both of those pleasures I've been known to seek
But there's only one way I like to end my week
Come
still.... flies!
Brother Lark, see him wake the day
See him fly on by
Above the streets now empty
To his mournful cry
Brother Man just heaves a sigh
When
galopp
I hagen där lärk sången klingar
Gökarna gala ärla och svala
Jaga sin frukost i flygande fläng
Frukt träden blomma fåren de fromma
Beta bland bergen
is still,
A lark'll wake up in the medder.
Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'!
Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Whoa! you team, and jist
Ye ye ye ye
Larky
[?]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
L-A-R-K
No fume pero veo todo diferente
No puedo sacarte de mi mente
Tiene cara de niña pero tiene más de 20
Y se
¡Yeao! (Jaja)
LK baby
L.A.R.K (Ah)
Gocha
Bueno
Me enteré de que ya sales con alguien
Pero se que todavía piensas en mi
También se que te gustan los
flung a-with you.
Oh
Now my heart is prancin'
A-gay as a lark and happy as a king.
The years I'll weather, in the hame on the heather,
With my one
We took Truss to a Coldplay gig
And made her wear a Brian May wig
And for an even bigger lark
We held that gig at Selhurst Park
As Kwarteng shaved
slowly,
Clouds hold their treasure suspended like scales.
The eagle encircles his mansioned sky boldly
Wild conversation as larks tell their tales.
Birds
Sunday morning up with the lark
I think I'll take a walk in the park
Hey hey hey it's a beautiful day
I've got someone waiting for me
And when I see her I
baby
'Til the lark tells me it's time to go
Sneakin' from your window
From a ladder waitin' to take me
To the ground below, so far below
I know what I
On the rocky road to Dublin
He hears a little lark
Singing songs against the goblin
And the ghost of dark
Banishes all the doubts and fears
At last
to bark and you're fired on a lark
And your skin starts to spark and you're burning up inside
And your dentures start to slide
as a lark now, and everything is fine
La la la la
La la la li
Everything is groovy, everything is fine
La la la la
La la la li
All God's children, they
in this wide, bright space!
Taste of your shroud, it's a new chase
A Veil of Darkness, in my embrace
Blotch in the distance, my singing lark
Against
in this wide, bright space!
Taste of your shroud, it's a new chase
A Veil of Darkness, in my embrace
Blotch in the distance, my singing lark
Against
through the dark
And the dogs start to bark and you're fired on a lark
And your skin starts to spark and you're burning up inside
And your dentures start
thinkin' all the earth is still,
A lark'll wake up in the medder.
Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'!
Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Whoa! you team,
the way of you no more
Tear them out and grind them into dust
When comes the mornin' through eyelids dark
And brings the gossip of the larks
Leave me
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