Lyrics:
alphabets
(your alphabets) raise your hands!
Don't all raise your hands at once (at once)
Now, I want you to sing along with
(along with me)
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
er i et mood
e.g. har et forslag ikje et bud
e.g. e ikje lei selvom at eg e rude ey
kjapt inn kjapt u
hjertet banke fort pust inn pust ut
vi kan drikke
E G
Rise up to the heavens high above the sky, explore supersonic through
G-A-S-T
G-A-S-T-E?
G-A-S-T-O, oh
Gaston!
the gates
And proceed the stampede
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
[Chorus]
Hello, it's me F-E-R-G-I-E that's Fe
麦わら帽子の舞い上がる陰が
夏の声 響かせた 少しの切なさ秘めながら
"恋しい"と"愛しい"を描いた君のグラフィティ
"会いたい"と"会えない"のバランス
僕のエネルギー そのエネルギー
E-N-E-R-G-Y
そのエネルギー
E-N-E-R-G-Y
アッチコッチ探したけど
大事なモノは結局
Дремлет в пору безлюдную ноября E A H7 G#m F#m H7 Воздух хвойный на взморье в остатках дня. E A H7 C#m7 H7
Ночь уже
A-B-C-D-E-G
I never learned to spell
At least not well.
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
I never learned to count
A great amount.
But my busy mind is burning
at the price of a bacon bap
Islam didn't eat your hamster
Change isn't a crime
So won't you take my hand, sir
And sing with me in time
G-R-E
Abe sada E F G comme geisha
Abe sada E F G comme geisha
Abe sada erotique folle geisha homme ishida
Jouir kichi Kimono lèvres lumière lové
Mutilé
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
I never learned to spell
At least, not well
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
I never learned to count
A great amount
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
I never learned to spell
At least, not well
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
I never learned to count
A great amount
You're tuned to the sound of
R-E-G-G-A-E, hey
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Reggae radio station
Rockin' through the nation
Sulear
Zeca Lima
G
G C G G C D7
G C Em7AmCG
G C
Sulear é viver
G
É Cantar
G C
Sulear é viver
D7
É Sonhar
G
Sulear é poder
Am
A B C E F G
…
A B C E F G
…
Мне не нужен совет, я устала это слушать
Сколько детка тебе лет, я не буду это кушать
Я в тик токе, на ютубе заливаю шок
They say we N-I Double G-E-R
We are much more
Still we choose to ignore
The obvious
Man this history don't acknowledge us
We was scholars long
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast, but I know
She's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years have
melhor prazer
F#M E/G# A
Quero muito mais da sua graça
A/B E
e do seu poder
E
Já não fico um segundo sem te
C#M
esquecer
G#M
Me
R.A.G.E
R.A.G.E
R.A.G.E
R.A.G.E
Rage in this bitch
R
Real nigga I just stepped in this bitch
A
Aye feeling like a ape in this bitch
G
Yuh I'm feeling
Ando por ahí con los de siempre, un flow cabrón
Dando vuelta en un maquinón
Cirstale' 'e G5 en un capsulón (en un capsulón)
Y desde que salí (desde
O nosso amor( I Cor 13, 4-7)
( Gláucio Luiz )
B7/4 E
O nosso amor está acima da razão
F#m7 E/G
A B C D E F G H I gotta' gal wears her toenails long.
Drives a red Barracuda, singin' meat packer songs
And she ain't from Kalamazoo.
A B C D E
time living 'til the Chelsea days
From when her hair was sweet blonde 'til the day it turned gray
She said, "L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
You've got more than
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Q-R-S-T-U-V
W-X-Y and Z
Now I know my ABCs
Next time won't you sing with me
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
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