Lyrics:
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
our remnant fleet
And then consented to be wrecked
A thousand kisses deep
I'm turning tricks I'm getting fixed
I'm back on boogie street
I guess
each day more rapidly
As we watched the growing of the fleets of high Germany
So at last the Great War blazed
I waited with the passing days
street spy fleet scandal food poor treat
Fire run club gun rule mob burn some
Bomb time pop crime stock frame steady climb
Fresh name donor game fair
beats hell out of Chiang Kai-shek
I'm the power elite, me and the 7th fleet."
He said: "meet my sister, Madam Nhu
The sweetheart of Dien Bien Phu."
skip a beat
And now the old boy's in command of the fleet
the emply smile adorning
A statue with sightless eyes
Moments fleet, taste sweet within the rapture
When precious flesh is greedily consumed
But
an ole clain smoker
Grace
And the Preacher
Blown fleets of sweet eyed dreams
Tonight
Loneliness
Loneliness
Natural windmill
Wheel weave and bless
comes out right.
Best be fleet up on your feet
When his fingers do the walking in the middle of the night
You'd better run
You'd better hide
peace
Now Bob Dyer glued us to our seats
And lawns were always Victa neat
Whilst Menzies fawned at royal fleet do you remember?
In the valley I
Nothing comes out right.
Best be fleet up on your feet
Oh
When his fingers do the walking in the middle of the night
You'd better run
You'd better
None of us are left to doubt.
We won't be back again.
Send a message to the fleet , they'll search for us in vain.
We won't be there among
it's got you in its sway
You've got yourself a war dance
There's a cheap sensation
Keeping Fleet Street wide awake
Everyone wants a slice
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow,
And fleet in my arms
Like fairy
balloon they'll fly
The last balloon is leaving and we won't qualify
Climb aboard, climb aboard you children
Move aloft, while you're fleet and fast
As if my name was Pete Rock or Sean "Puffy" Combs
Send your tattered ass home with celly phones I roam
With my fleet (what?), Here to make this rap
And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it
I was a fool
Crime after crime to confess to
But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
accents too...friends too
Everybody had a lot of roaches back then too
Profusely around us, Loosley ?
Fleets wearin' Bruce Lee Bandanas
And kick shit,
keeps you off the street
I guess you couldn't find honest work
And you're content to follow the fleet
Hanging 'round with world-class jerks
I guess
of Chiang Kai-shek
I'm the power elite
Me and the 7th fleet
He said, Meet my sister, Madam Nhu
The sweetheart of Dien Bien Phu
He said, Meet my
Cliqued-up, pick the bitch up bumpin' sounds
Hurtin' the whole town with raw pound all around me ya dig
The sounds off like a live 'round
22's on Fleet, peep my
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
and day
Streamline, fleet line, military brat
I got the general's daughter, taught her where it was at
I'm rockin', rockin' my life away
I'm movin'
outside
In the line
Knees rattle
Heart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleet
From the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' to
Ace that came
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