Lyrics:
heroic or pathetic
Depending on which book you buy
Charles Dickens, Jackie Gleason
Burn 'em all, turn up the heat
If there's no truth, use innuendo
This is
for three months and then I chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
"I love
Austin baby
Austin Austin Austin baby
Austin baby
Austin Austin Austin baby
Austin baby
Austin Austin Austin baby (Gold Dreamz Music)
Austin
Gleason
The only reason I came back was for the platinum
With raps, ten times more deadly than saccharin
MC's be actin, I think somebody needs
for me
As if I ever needed any more reason
To be in love with a Gleason
As if I ever needed any more reason
To be in love with a Gleason
Hope swells
you all come from?Where do you all come from?Thank you for reason Ralph J. GleasonFor you I'll sing my songNow the revolution's coming and I just can't
was five years old again
Jackie Gleason was The Great One
Milton Berle was "Mr. TV"
Ernie Kovacs broke the rules
Jack Benny defined sit-comedy
I'm not
colors show the glory
Of the Master Artist's plan
Built by god for those who love Him
Those who trust the great "I am"
Those who trust the great "I am
our blood
Uh, new heroines, new Marilyns
Move coke through Maryland
Through Easton, oh, you beastin'
Move fat packs, Jack Gleason
The honeymoon's
Dancin' like Ed Norton catchin' a smack from Jackie Gleason
Bloody Mooners, episode 1 where weapons get spun
And those who gamble with them hammers'll
much
Putting police on ‘em
Bunch of blabbermouth-ass niggas:
Jackie Gleason i dig my foot in your face
Putting my cleats on
You niggas steady watching me
Grand
I wouldn't be an American
If it weren't for Texas
Fort Worth would never cross my mind
There'd be no Austin City Limit sign
No Lonestar
out and said now show us where you killed her
And that wicked judge said now I here by sentence you to die
But here I am far away from Austin prison
Opened up a door
I opened up a door
I opened up a door
In my life
(Music and lyrics by Prrabliss Pete Gleason; Sam Clanton on guitar, vocals
Lucy, and Mary Tyler Moore
Jackie Gleason, Honeymooners and Zsa Zsa Gabor
Green Acres, yeah that's what you're looking for
You're a product of these
Surprised?
Yes, it's me again
I have just returned from the island of Chandelier
What am I doing in town?
Well, I'm glad you asked
I'm just passing
Detroit for almost five years
While the music industry melts the fuck down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs
Because of your fuckin' vacation?
Infiltration of this music thing
Artist life artist life
And the gyal dem clean and the dawg dem always ready fi run in
Suupa lynching
A just the artist life
on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music
Martin Louis
tip your hat to the ladies in the rose of San Antone
I grew up on music that we call western swing
It don't matter whose in Austin, Bob Wills is
the smoke like that boy Jackie Gleason
Crisscross wires
Mud grip tires
Rot gut rye rippin up my insides
Left behind the liq
Leveled up ten times
Blood rune
an artist
And not a football star
Or the next MJ
Jamba juice after jogging i'm up in Gleasons all day
On top of my grind for the longest
Coppin a Honda
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