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kids in the lunch line

On Saturday morning
Jimmy jumps on his moped
Spends the day alone
At his favorite fishing hole

There he goes...
Moped boy

Uh
WOP
Tamii
318
(NFSD)
It's only right that we resurrecting
All this real rapping
Mainstream rap unbearable
Niggas fishing for captions
The state

Wade in the river 
But this worlds gonnna trouble the waters 

Let's go fishing
On the river
I'm getting up like 6am
I'm saying Dante
That's not my

and stare
Stay a while and be a child of God
Climb a mountain or go fishing
The heart beats without your permission
We're only here to be conduits of love

to see the hunger
That was eating them alive
They spent days in the rain
Selling bouquets
Crawling miles
Just for something to eat
And if by some chance

of mine by my side
That silver moon and the evening tide
Oh some sweet day going to take away
This hurting inside
Well I'll never be blue
My dreams come

reign
Tag my skin with your computer chip
Run your hand over the scanner to buy your dish now
No more fishing for your fish
Kiss the days of the old

never said 
 
I spilled my coffee I don't feel like talking My worries just keep growing by the day 
 
I need a moment where The green and blue appear

I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed

Hey Mama what you say
Lets get lost for a couple days
Gonna drag our feet while the hymnal plays
Im gonna take you to a special place

Its a fishing

the tree
I see an Island Boy, spends his days fishing by the sea

They're hanging down by the ocean
Watch the sun fade into the sea
They're chilling down by

Half a mile from the county fair
The rain came pouring down
Me and Billy standing there
With a silver half a crown

So we put our fishing rods

a shock.
All the gold was gone, but sitting there,
Was a gold watch with a bit of hair.
I'm just waiting for the day that old shark comes by.

When I was a lad in a fishing town, an old man said to me,you can
spend your life, your jolly life, just sailing on the sea,
you can search the world

I've been asking my girl to go fishing for a while
She wanted some bonded time
And I ask myself what better way to bond
Than a day of casting baits

What was I missing?
I decide the tides, tell me, what was I fishing
These reasons bringing me down, fuck a live, listen
Used to seeing me around,

the lake
In a brand new drop-top
Oh shit, I did it again
I'm fishing for bass so
She's texting her friends
Been here for days, I'm making plays
Bagging fish,

Intro: 
Gone fishing, you Nig don gone fishing
Told you ya keep slipping 
Yawl nig don gone fishing 
Gone fishing 
Gone fishing 
Keep slipping 
Yawl

the folks are fine
And the world is mine
On blue bayou
With that girl of mine
By my side
The silver moon in the evening tide
Oh some sweet day
Gonna take away

Oh that boy of mine
By my side
The silver moon
And the evening tide
Oh some sweet day
Gonna take away
This hurting inside

Oh I'll never be blue
My

That boy of mine
By my side, the silver moon
And the evening tide
Oh! Some sweet day, gonna take away
This hurting inside
Well, I’ll never be blue
My

the life that you take in is blurred by decision
And futures of old age when you look forward to fishing
And daycare and knowing that you feel something's

Looking for Something

Paolo Nutini

Caustic Love

2014

Another day is washed away
And all alibis are out
And the hand that used to heal me only cursed me now
The echoes of a woman so kind
Rain like

a storm is brew 
The day a boat was lost from an eagle's view

That took me down to the harbor red cove 
On the isle of Mull sat by a Drover Inn's stove