Lyrics:
Barker sing me a song
Instead of counting trees
Collecting aeroplane numbers now, Mr barker
Live it up, shine my shoes
Fly me to the moon
Never
Barker sing me a song
Instead of counting trees,
Collecting aeroplane numbers now, mr barker
Live it up, shine my shoes
Fly me to the moon ,
Barker sing me a song
Instead of counting trees,
Collecting aeroplane numbers now, Mr Barker
Live it up, shine my shoes
Fly me to the moon
and his wife
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife
But they transported him for life
And he was beautiful
Barker, his name was
Benjamin
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife
But they transported him for life
And he was beautiful
Barker, his name was
Benjamin Barker
Ja, dank für's Zuhören, support real artists, wie flex barker
Ja, danke für's Zuhören, support real artists, respekt respect.
Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons
You can't be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you're thinking that you're
Or far from the barker's cry
One kiss can sometimes make you feel
Like a spinning Ferris wheel
All the tents are taken down now
All that's left is
of a wounded bandeon
A tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan this stolen feeling
Amplified up through a busted speaker, blaring and blasting
Advertising,
seats
To the right side of the stage
See that tall girl?
That's a man
That one, too
Big yellow feather fan
Barkers barking
Step right up, folks
Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune
Upon his flute - toot toot toot toot
Silver
of a wounded bandeon
A tiny man imploring to the ceiling fan this stolen feeling
Amplified up through a busted speaker, blaring and blasting
Advertising,
in the dock is not particularly memorable
Benjamin Barker!
Benjamin Barker!
Rest now, my friend
Rest now forever
Sleep now the untroubled
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
and his wife
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife
But they transported him for life
And he was beautiful
Barker, his name was
Benjamin
vocals)
Sharkie barker (background vocals)
(instrumental)
say they just do it well I just don't
Times do change mothaf***a' well the gun don't
Woke up this morning with my dick to the ceiling
Fella sleep
Don't you need a drink though?
Thirty minutes later she pulling out her phone giving me a freak show
Well, ain't that neato?
What's in a name?
What's
say they just do it well I just don't
Times do change mothafucka' well the gun don't
Woke up this morning with my dick to the ceiling
Fella sleep
only one.
Let's got back to Eden,
Don't make the garden wait.
At the gates of Eden,
This golden key is all it takes.
Guest Artists:
George Hawkins, Jr.
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
It's Yo Boy Chri$ (That's cool shit man)
BMG aye
Don Barker aye
Chri$ Barker aye
Inno Barker aye
Imma King aye, aye, aye
MoFo aye
I'm a king like
Jemima Surrender, I'm gonna give it to you
Ain't no pretender gonna ride in my canoe
If I were a barker in a girly show
Tell ya what I'd do, I'd
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