Lyrics:
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
Baby broken heart
Trail blazin' moma
Dressing for the part
Hardly Keats I know
But add a little Bourbon and lotsa noize
And it sounds good to me
you the hard way
Dreams of the opium eater
Shelley
Keats
Baudelaire
Aldous Huxley
Art pepper
Chopin
Schiller
Lenny Bruce
Berlioz
Ginsberg
Marcel Proust
Leed Me On - KEAT
Ain’t got time for your affection
Now you’re late we’re out of traction I’m done, Ii’m out
No seconds, no doubts
Stop comin’ about
The catacombs contain the remains of over 53,000 people, including the poet John Keats and the scientist Michael Faraday. Visitors can take a guided tour
gölgeni
Kimisi insan olur, anlarsa zehrini
Kimisi bir sesten korkar olur
Bir söğüdü yakmış olur bir göğse bıçak düşer
Hayat John Keats okur gibi biter
all miscue
Lost in my cloud
Shakespeare and Byron
Keats and Shelley too
Would be lost for words
Just thinking about you
Chorus
You’ve got me
Tell us what elements you blend
It gives us strangely little aid
But does tell something in the end
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite
Not even stooping
(Ay yo Keat
Wass good
Tell me something bro
Do you know the muffin man)
Xanny, codeine, Molly, weed
This the only things that they ask from me
Acid,
cœurs qui battent
On s'roule sous la couette et dans les vagues
Océan
Océan
O-Océan (smoothie life)
Océan (coeur ouvert du ZA)
Archange Rafi et John Keats
on Keats' grave
Reincarnated Brontë sister
Watch that space, her wistful face
Her mind back then was in another place
Maybe it's possible?
Is it me she's
stesso tempo
Farnolo ti prego, rendere eterno questo attimo speso
Come luna greca, come John Keats
Facciamoci sto viaggio in questo nuovo ritmo, nuovo
the smog sea
Reading Keats and Shelly
On spit soaked buses in a toxic city
We met in a toxic city
In fumes we sighed
In smog we danced
We met in a toxic
Genieß dei Leben, ganz egal was passiert... dei tuan und hondeln weat von jeden kritisiert
Die Zeit vergeaht, so hob is keat... man nennts
sleep around with Mr Keats
I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand
I am a true
Hello
Keat, how you doing
This is Tom Tomlinson, GIA Financial
Hope you're doing well
I'm a friend of Donny's
He was telling me you were looking
dreamin
ADHD got me sleepin
I could just go on
But I got keat and put boe on
Isaiah the beat and he made it with me
I got this shit down like talent come
and talk Keats he's quite the show
Lover for a day
Can I get your name
Solitary streets just you and me
Just two kids in the city
Solitary streets just you
just like my coach that bitch was loving my D
Put dick in her throat and then go ghost she calling me while he sleep
Like Grrah
Catch me a Keat and I'm
bout a Keat
Treating the club like church, pull up in suits in a truck GLE
Think she the one he hurt, I hit her up and he know she gon cheat
(Ayo Wavy
like Keat, yeah
Make you really see, yeah
Girl I'm him, I'm he, yeah (I'm him, I'm he, gang)
I really want to see if you gone back that shit up, yuh
Pull
the imperfections (yeah) within my human essence (yeah)
That paddles in a drunken boat without cardinal direction (Keats)
To where the waters meet right
away. And frost so coldly attacking a song that landed on a tree. Then Keats spent an ode to everything except what truly matters. They couldn’t have
Ai Yazawa
Poesía de John Keats
Dirección de Jane Campeon
Cantos de Lana Del Rey
Luz, cámara y acción
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