Lyrics:
you and your poetry and your cuckoo world
Behind your face hides the face of a modern girl
Yeah, on the other side of the street
Yeah, you've got
Cuckoo
2020 that ain't funny
I don't like this crummy virus
2019 feels like a dream
Hey 2020 give me back my money
Who wants a quarantine
Cuckoo
2021
Sparkling champagne
Let there be birds
To sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
an ice-cream cone
Your mate has gone
She didn't want to be alone
I will pounce on you
Just us and the cuckoos
You are helpless now
Over and over we flatten
The cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
And tells us no lies
She sucks all sweet flowers
To make her
an ice cream cone
Your mate has gone she didn't want to be alone
I will pounce on you, just us and the cuckoos
You are helpless now
Over and over we
can buy an ice-cream cone
Your mate has gone
She didn't want to be alone
I will pounce on you
Just us and the cuckoos
You are helpless now
of some that we know
Those we miss you'll surely pardon
Bobolink, cuckoo and quail
Tanager and cardinal
Bluebird, lark, thrush and nightingale
Cuckoo!
Ten silver spoons coming after me,
One life with one dream on repeat,
I'll escape if I try hard enough,
Till, King of the Jungle calls my
proud they're "cuckoo," too
His music's rare you must declare
The boy is there with two hot lips
He's got hot lips when he plays Jazz
He draws out
a few.
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
Cuckoo
The clock on the mantelpiece in the priest's house cooed where Canon O'Hanlon and Father Conroy and the reverend John Hughes
I am so in love with you
Like a little clock that trembles on the edge of the hour
Only ever calling out "cuckoo"
When I called you, you, little
Cuckoo!
Ten silver spoons coming after me,
One life with one dream on repeat,
I'll escape if I try hard enough,
Till, King of the Jungle calls my
Sparkling champagne
Let there be birds
To sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell, crash
I'm the last splash
I know you, little libertine
I know you're a real cuckoo
Want you cuckoo
The Cuckoo (Words and music, traditional)
Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high
So I can see my sugar-babe as she goes on by
Oh,
Growing old is my only danger
Cuckoo clocks and plastic socks
Lampshades of old antique leather
Nothing looks weird, not even a beard
Or the boots
baby
Bye bye baby
Well it was divine but the cuckoo has finally crowed
Time to hit the road Time to hit the road
Time to hit the road.
wall, two little lovebirds
Cuckoo to you
Keep them mowing, blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
his time
From the hands of a cuckoo clock
You can hear him walk around
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
At first, it was easy
But now why's it have
And they know you're pussy like the douche out
Bitch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (cuckoo, cuckoo)
He a pool now, used to stage dive (yeah, yeah, yeah)
champagne
Let there be birds
To sing in the trees
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze
Let there be cuckoos
A lark and a dove
But first
wall, two little lovebirds
Cuckoo to you
Keep them mowing, blades sharp
I know what I like
And I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe
AND FLOWERS
PAINT THE GROUND
CUCKOOS CALLING, DO I HAVE TO GO
AND IT'S HARD, SO HARD TO FORGET HER
THIS IS WHERE WE ALWAYS SAID
THAT EVERYTHING IS REAL
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