Lyrics:
are swinging their sticks. Know the words to this one?
Dance answer bend swallow
Take a hand and join us in rejoicing
We no longer have to think
No Pressure
No Pressure
(No Pressure)
No Pressure
No Pressure Babe
Putting in work
Swinging it my way
No Pressure Babe
Putting in work
Swinging it
a plumber
I'm swinging on stars I'm
Riding on rainbows i'm busting with bliss
And I'll kiss your hand if this isn't love
dictionary words on top of verbs
To prove that they wack
Pressing weight to the max
Hurt your man like swinging ax
Release it let 'em chat
Man amongst boys but
a ditch
Bitch, you complain when you listen to this
But you still throw yourself at me
That's what I call pitchin' a bitch
That's why I'm swinging
Not much of this makes sense to me
The river leaves run cold and dry
But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree
And sometimes I'm too scared
Just swinging at the door
And I'm not saying I'm not jealous
Or scared anymore
I'm just saying
I could never build a rainbow
Or any kind of flower
been swinging 'round the tree
For how long now?
Maybe she wants to be cared for
Stay home a month here
A month there
Maybe take to the open
collarbones and come up swinging.
Some of us are downed, some of us are crowned
Lost and never found.
And the ones who gave the crown
Have been let down
And while we are swinging, to mention a few
We'll drop in at Danny's, The Little Club too
But wind up at Jilly's, whatever we do
Life is gonna be
My gate is swinging open
My fence is broken down
My window's staring blindly
Greets the callers with a frown
And I need a place to hide away
of life
You kilt him and they kilt you too
Man that's just the way of life
You're swinging and I'm swinging too
Man that's just the way of life
You smack me
Pop fiction
The future is not written
I begin
Out swinging
With drive and ambition
And my vision
Gotta thrive outside I'm on fire again
Pop fiction
Aren't I swinging on the stars?
Don't I wear 'em on my sleeve?
But when you're looking for a crossroads
It happens every day
And whichever way you turn
backing
ship ahoy ship ahoy backing
Thought her shy one but she was a sly one
First I thing knew she took to swinging
Slippin around and never caring
the door
People on the platforms
Waiting for the trains
I can hear their hearts a-beatin'
Like pendulums swinging on chains
When you think that you
around
I haven't cried yet
Fuck that, end my life
Kill me, don't make me decide
Rope swinging from side to side
Pistol looking very nice
Fuck that, end my
Aren't I swinging on the stars?
Don't I wear 'em on my sleeve?
But when you're looking for a crossroads
It happens every day
And whichever way you turn
silence builds a bridge which is swinging over you
It used be the wicked who surrender but no more
They'll draw a line through heart of mine, then smooth
so long, farewell
My home
Is a girl who can't wait for time to tell
God only knows
We don't need history
When your family
Swinging from
Up top swinging in a Buick hard top
Six twelves in the trunk beating
Like gorillas twenty fours on the feet
Watch them bitchs skate feeding niggaz
Pop fiction
The future is not written
I begin
Out swinging
With drive and ambition
And my vision
Gotta thrive outside I'm on fire again
Pop fiction
fault
She was a gymnast
Happily swinging on the uneven bars
Tucked in a somersault
So lovely
She was everything to me
So lovely
She was
The World Again
Keeping Them To Subservient
I Got The Bad News Swinging
And Everybody's Singing
If You Cook It All Right
Then We'll Be Happy Through
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