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grew up in your back yard
Come back to us Barbara Lewis
Hare Krishna Beauregard

Selling bibles at the airports
Buying Quaalude's on the phone
Hey,
Take it away Eric the Orchestra Leader

A-one, two, a-one two three four

Half a bee, philosophically,
Must, ipso facto, half not be.
But half
A laa dee dee, a one two three
Eric, the half a bee
A, be, see, D, E, F, G
Eric, the half a bee

Is this wretched demi-bee
Half asleep upon my knee
Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
I've murdered niggas on wax and forget where they buried
This the hardest shit since Rakim and Eric B
[Eric Woolfson sings guide vocals]
[Eric Woolfson sings guide vocals]
at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag

On Flanders field in World War one
because you know I got a whole army
We in Miami, deep with heat, don't get put on a poster
I keep two shooters on the win', I feel like Eric Spoelstra
I
BY TIM WARREN AND ERIC DONNELLY
can feel it
Beauregard you'll never even know
Beauregard believe us
Deceive us then leave us alone
I've taken all I can
Just some more words from
Everytime I hang out with my buddy, Eric 
We gotta go to the Dairy Queen 
He gets a Blizzard while I get a sandwich 
I'm tellin' you he's the Dairy
Every time we hang out with our drummer, Eric 
We gotta go to the Dairy Queen 
He gets a Blizzard while I get a sandwich 
I'm tellin' you he's
of this
And tell me what you think of this
I'm in the Beauregard's
Slow me down if I get hard

We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
Praline: (whistles a bit, then) Hello i would like to buy a fish license, please
Postal clerk: A what?
Praline: A license for my pet fish, Eric
grew up in your back yard

Come back to us Barbara Lewis

Hare Krishna Beauregard



Selling bibles at the airports

Buying Quaalude's on the phone

Hey,
[Kyle]
I think I know the answer Mr. Garrison

[Eric]
Mimimimimimimimi

[Kyle]
Shut up, Fat Boy

[Eric]
Hey, don't call me fat, you fuckin jew

[Mr.
D, and Eric B
Melody, D-Square {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
So just throw your hands in the air
Just throw your hands in the air
KRS-One is here without
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all behind for Eric the gardener to find
Eric the gardener
Eric the gardener will find Eric the gardener

Julius Caesar knew that when his life was
the drive again,
To make the South revive again, Mame.
Beauregard Burnside:
You've brought the cake-walk back into style, Mame
You make the weepin' willow
I'm like go, team Eric', I
Was born with dopeness, just why you inherit
This is why I'm hot
Playboy, approach me wrong
This is why I shot
Ball, I get

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