Lyrics:
What's playin' at The Roxy?
I'll tell ya what's playin' at The Roxy.
A picture about a Minnesota man
So in love with a Mississippi girl
That he
the plandemic to the flat earth filled with sheeple
He's a conspiracy believer sees the world through a lens
Loves donald trump and joe rogan
With a tinfoil hat
In the worlds mighty gallery of pictures,
Hang the scenes that are painted from life,
There's pictures of love and of passion,
And there's
This is the place where all the junkies go
Where time gets fast but everything gets slow
Can I get some Vaseline? Step into a modern scene
Take
dribbling baby boy
The wise men came three made their way
To shower him with love
While He lay in the hay
Shower Him with love love love
Love love love
Singing in the shower, laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
Love all kinds of weather 'long as we're together
I love to hear you say my name
and now he's on parole
Well he's lookin' mighty mean
He's like to cause a scene
So just hit reverse and pull out slow
And don't pay no mind to Joe
a girl like you (like you) to be by my side
With a girl like you, love me for the inside
With a girl like you I set the scene to follow
With a girl like
I'll croon love's tune,
Honeymoon keep a shining in June,
Your silvery beams will bring love dreams, we'll be cuddling soon,
By the silvery moon.
Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes.
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, it seems.
And space between the focus shape
I thought I was a strong man, but my buddy Joe carries me
Fight ready like Batman, my cup of Joe keeps me moving my feet
On days of apathy, I love
frightened,
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said I'm here to help you ma'am
By the way my name is Joe.
She said I'm from St. Louis
And I'm only
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
bring love's dreams
We'll be cuddlin' soon
By the silvery moon
Place - park, scene - dark
Silv'ry moon is shining through the trees
Cast - two, me -
every word I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, won't you place your ad with me
Boys will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but ten
the shower
Laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
I love all kinds of weather
As log as we're together
Oh I love to hear you say my name
I
The gardeners will soon make the scene
'Cause it's Thursday
Soon they'll arrive on the scene
I pick up the paper
I'm spritzed by the sprinkler
Inside I
bucks will roll
In, and, most importantly, power will be
Maintained by the groovy guy
(or gal) who gets the most media
Coverage for his sleaze naturally
word I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, you can place your ad with me
Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten
Except a scene or two erased by sweet red wine
And I see a truck stop sign ahead, so I change lanes
I need a cup of coffee and a couple dollars change
California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A.
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city,
It's the month of Remember
I hear his footsteps and soon I will see
The man who used to love the
Girl I used to be
Will we enact our final scene
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
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