Lyrics:
Da-da, uh!
(Mr. Collins?)
Girls please!
(Mr. Collins, Mr. Collins?)
(Please Mr. Collins!)
(Don't play so loud, Mr. Collins!)
What?
What'd
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away,
They laid him six
It goes
Phil Collin
Phil Collins
Phil Collins Cubed
Phil Collins Returns
Collins: Origins
The Dark Collins
The Dark Collins Rises
This is the Phil
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away,
They laid him six
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Got bitches showin' ass on Collins (show
Collin's catching flies
Collin's catching flies
Collin's catching water drops falling from the sink
Collin's catching flies
Catching flies right out
Black Witch, black witch and Thom Collins
Black Witch, black witch and Thom Collins
Mrs collins weeped and Mrs collins she moaned
To see her son Louis leaving home
The angels had laid him away
Angels laid him away
They laid him six
and Collins were launched away in space
Millions of hearts were lifted, proud of the human race
Space control at Houston, radio command
The team below that
(Latimer/Bardens)
Andrew Latimer Pizzicato Guitars, Glockenspiel, Treated Piano
Peter Bardens String Synthesizer, Minimoog
Mel Collins Soprano
Collin from Fame
Cah me nuh rob disc jockey when deh lame
This ain't serious (never)
This will make you delirious
If we didn't buss
Every artist
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Hey Mrs. Collins, ain't it hard
Seeing young Louis in that old graveyard?
The angels laid him away
Mrs. Collins weep, Mrs. Collins moan
What
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell
The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well
His face was fair and handsome, his heart
(Latimer/Bardens)
Andrew Latimer Guitars, Pan Pipes
Peter Bardens Minimoog, String Synth
Richard Sinclair Bass
Andy Ward Drums
Mel Collins Alto
Lightin' up a Cuban cigar down Collins Ave
This that type of shit
Saucy, yeah, you know this that
It's that light that Cuban cigar in the Wraith
Collins square, flashing light
Cannonball, disco night
Collins square, flashing light
Cannonball, disc-disc-disc-disc
Collins square, flashing
you man
To the godfather B.B. King
and to my man Eric Clapton
I think I'm forgettin somebody, man
The Artist, ha-haaaaa
Yo, Jerry Wonder, man,
raise a glass and lift it up
Then sip from Jimmy Collins cup
And hail the lads that won the crown
That brought victory to our grounds
Let's raise
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