Lyrics:
to heaven, heaven
Look the world right in the eye
Eat the countries that are making billions
Sweet as homemade apple pie
Saved by crumbs for all
Or from the coast of Barcelona
But if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your
Or from the coast of Barcelona
But if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your
country can do for you
Ask what you can do for your country"
Excuse me
Load the clip in the chopper, flip the script and get Oscars
All my niggas is
To chart the evening sky
They'd cut me out for baking bread
But I had other dreams instead
This baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Royal
boarded a tanker for Holland
And accused her for loving some man
Still down in my heart she kept callin'
Come back to your Blue Velvet Band
I love the USA
I can shoot my guns all day
I'm your next mayor, I am
What would Jesus do?
He'd run for mayor too
This is the path for me, the path
flow,
Ev'ry country lane and ev'ry street of stone
Are highways of adventure made for me alone.
You give me your love
And your love is a melody,
letter by letter
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much
I told, god, I'm coming
To your country
I'm going to eat up your
mom stayed workin' late, she taught me how to be great
My superhero's a woman, you know she served for this country
Sent her back to the Hoovers, left
of this morally corrupt nation, said "If God is truly just, I tremble for the fate of my country." Secondly there are some dynamics at play which I must
down on my windowpane
I got love for you and it's all in vain
Brains in the pot, they're beginning to boil
They're dripping with garlic and olive oil
All Durham And Northumberland
Is Measured Up By My Own Hand
It Was My Fate From Birth
To Make My Mark Upon The Earth...
He Calls Me Charlie Mason
as the beer you been sippin'
The pool back here just right for skinny dippin'
Got sunshine on the line
Pretty little bitty country girl sittin' by my side
you sell me cheap
'Cause I'm as long as your country-mile
Some like it wide, I like it deep
Man, guess which one's my style
You think you can
songless tunes.
Don't take me down your memory lane
I got my own memories just the same...
It's time for the return of romance.
It's time for you and me
that flow,
Every country lane and every street of stone
Are highways of adventure made for me alone.
You give me your love and your love is
you sell me cheap
'Cause I'm as long as your country-mile
Some like it wide, I like it deep
Man, guess which one's my style
You think you can
on the grass, Sam)
And it will ruin our fair country
(Don't be such an ass, Sam)
Well, it will hook your Sue and Johnny
(You're so full of bull, Sam)
All
the captain he spied me a-standing right near
Patanio beside me, his nose in my hand
Said the captain, your horse is the best in the land
You're good for
she called me to her side
Saying sing me something in your real old style
The one I like to hear Bobby Bare passed by
I'll just close my eyes
on the grass, Sam)
And it will ruin our fair country
(Don't be such an ass, Sam)
Well, it will hook your Sue and Johnny
(You're so full of bull, Sam)
All
letter by letter
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much
I told, god, I'm coming
To your country
I'm going to eat up your
letter by letter
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much
I told god I'm coming
To your country
I'm going to eat up your cities.
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