Lyrics:
and on the 7th year he rested.
Little David's playing now in God's angel band
He's gone home to Heaven now the way that it was planned
But on his birthday every
and she thought it was
Funny and gave her blessings
4th Bitch is an endearing term in
Hip hop like the word Nigga
5th thing I’m not even gone
Take credit
, 1999, 12, Nicholas, August, Wednesday, 13th, Sunday, 5th,
March, October, January, October 13th,
Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day,afternoon, in view
I fell in love with the string man
Who played guitar in a rock and roll band.
And every night I'd watch them play
But it happened at the matinee
ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like
Tune the electric bass to the 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th string
The boy's no good, yeah, he's a fuckin' hood
He won't treat you like he should
I heard
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Walking down 5th Avenue
I saw him walking there with you
People see and people talk
Word travels fast round my block
Might just save you
as polka on an old banjo.
Chorus
Polka on a banjo, make that five string hot.
Polka on a banjo, give it all you've got.
Polka on a banjo, watch them fingers
This is my five string serenade
Beneath the water of play
And while I'm playing for yo
It could writing that's you
This is my five string
And love over run it you're gonna love it
Let it loose now
You can play in my band
I can teach you guitar
Here's ya backstage pass
Let me make you a star
to sway
Sometimes he'd pick that ol' five-string
Until the break of day
So tune up the five-string
Tighten up the hide
Tell all the hill folks to get
at you like
You're an egomaniac
Or something but then you'll be like
Wait a second, you know I was
A gifted artist since age 5
And like in national
in the band (in the band)
Now when he picks on those strings
Happiness to you he brings
He blows on the trumpet in the band (in the band)
Steve
and a string of Christmas lights
Lola built this joint in sixty-seven
And her boy went out to fight on Christmas eve
In a war nobody won, she lost her only
backdoor deals and therapy
The only callous I've grown is in my mind
I wish I was a tradesman
Playin' with some tuned up tired string band
Somewhere out
A story of tragedy, like that day at Wounded Knee, South Dakota
Big Foot was an Indian chief
Of the Minneconjou band
A band of Minneconjou Sioux
From South
that you ask
Is an honest day's pay for an honest day's graft
5th floor you may make a little more money
Now it's apparent downstairs ain't so
parades
Singin' along with each song the band plays
Singin', bells ring-a-lingin', firecrackers poppin'
Lightin' up the sky
Hail to the flag, It's the 4th
to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones
Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings
creation, entrepreneurial, life bringing computer
4D printing fabrication, persuasive 5th Dimensional Maneuver improver
Heart shapes, wing types, tails
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