Lyrics:
a message, you gotta just listen I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Thought we were so good, we parted our ways Now I'm shouting you out in my songs
I was dropping
some keys wiggling
Trying to unlock the door
Kicking at the bottom
Shouting out I'mma kill you hoe
He broke thru the bedroom door
That's when her
isn't it
Oh, kind of, kind of
I-I've been sleeping a lot
Um, everybody out there that's watching, everybody that's watching this world
This world is bull-
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
the less they will make you listen by force.
Everybody shouting it
From every place on high
Everybody loving it
Loving what they find
There's blood
the less they will make you listen by force.
Everybody shouting it
From every place on high
Everybody loving it
Loving what they find
There's blood
They told me to stop making black people music
But every good genre invented by black people
Now we the ones that use it
Black artists invented
band
Will I make a post shouting out your lemonade stand?
"Aw, come on man, we're bros
Like I've known you forever, I watched your little band grow"
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And it was from you i was so pleased that I
Had to sit down and type an immediate reply
Even though Ken is shouting at me to get on
With a script he
this shit
I'm leaving a message
You gotta just listen I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Thought we were so good we just went our way
Now I'm shouting you
place to be
As we stood by the wood a
Lightning bolt up to no good
Took a dunk, hit the trunk
Burnt to ash that really stunk
It was brief but the grief
shouting
Sing it out
Sing it out for love again
But she's lonely - thinking of home
Thinking is sad
She's thinking about the good times
Never had
I'm shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it so clear
All those years ago
I'm talking
I'm shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it so clear
All those years ago
I'm talking
Judging by how all this looks
Witty charm, my good looks
Money boy is all it took
I work double overtime like day and night
Hardly get a day off can't
Netted in and sucked a flaky grey
Good days too of wine and shouting
Fights in alleys, fat legs of
Women striving around your bowels
Buried in moans
of the Lord!
KWIRK
(the effects slow down like a record)
Yeow! That baked him good!
HUNKIE
Oh wow, it looks just like Thanksgiving out there!
KWIRK
Slayer of a nauseous plague
Pulled out of a dream by funeral songs
the bell is ringing through a fog
Blades are stuck in the grim door
Absolute
The sun goes down, the stars come out
And all that counts is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I'm glad you came
(Mister Remez)
Don’t
of Rosa's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied.
I caught a good one.
It looked like it could run.
Up on its back
And away I did ride,
Just as fast as I
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
How's it going?
Good You?
Fair
Yeah, tell me
Chinese laundry
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I think I got a job
Where?
True
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl
Night time would find me in Rose's Cantina
Music would play and Felina would
around and squeaking
But still even that is taken by the wind
A cat is dying on your left
But you just left it there
A bird is flying out from you
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