Lyrics:
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the Stately Homes of England
The Stately Homes of England,
Though rather in the lurch,
Provide
well-equipped to leave you in the lurch
But you'll let her do her worst
And it's not hard to tell
It's obvious the other angels faces fell
When she told
6'3, medium built, tall like Lurch
While y'all faggots be sleep, he be putting in work
That's his absorbance stance, I got it down to a glance
It's
his window and ran across the street
To the big mansion I'm in for a treat
I dinged on the dong
And here comes the butler
A big gumpy tall ass Lurch
A big gumpy tall ass lurch lookin motherfucker
I said Hello Mr. is there somethin for my sack
He reached in his pocket but I think he hurt his back
It's
wrong? A car line long. Much worse, a hearse. We aint better off in a coffin, in some church, or with Lurch in the morgue, filleted like perch “Life
dressed to go to church
He's pulled a shotgun out of the lurch
He heads for the tv room starts to search
His problems swollen like a river and his
Let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue
A smorgasboard
Let's go hang out in a church
We'll go find lurch
Then we'll haul ass down through
it lurch
The bubble of your interest's ready to burst
He whistles and he runs
We saw you in distraction, a sleeping, slow despair
Rehearsing
Will throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch, at a church
Where
Court Road ice cream
We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
On the way we'll kill and maim
When you haven't got a penny, boys
It's all the bloody same
in the lurch
standing and waiting in front of the
end of the story
Which just goes to show
all a girl wants from a man is his
Sweet violets..
the musty
Curtains of burgundy red
That masked him from the challenging sun
Or the ovulating moon he would lurch past
The flies on the windowsill like
and hands around the keys
"Unlock yourself," he says, but no one ever does
Except for Jacob Lurch, and Mr. Moose and Dandy
Is your wax doll still crying
verses like the ones you hear at church boy
Search boy, talkin' about your dough long like Lurch, boy
Every time I heard you rhymin like a fucking jerk
throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch, at a church
Where people saying
myself off
In an effort to make it clear to
Whoever what it's like when your shattered
Left standing in the lurch
At a church where people saying
"My,
Will throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
Ever wondered what it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch
will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where
For a misplaced stash, let's search through the trash
And write this ignorant lurch, wicked urge
Raise the gab above a whisper, speak to sound
the bottom straight to the Tizzy
Who is he? he need to get out more
Or either get outta here like some dang outlaw
Standing like Lurch no herb in
the bottom straight to the Tizzy
Who is he?... he need to get out more
Or either get outta here like some dang outlaw
Standing like Lurch no herb in
it lurch
The bubble of your interest's ready to burst
He whistles and he runs
We saw you in distraction, a sleeping, slow despair
Rehearsing
yeah
Spilled him over, make him lurch
Every time I'm in the store, I purchase
I can't ever get off fuckin' Percs
Every day, I leave the fuckin' Earth
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