Lyrics:
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
in a rock and roll band
A thousand pictures can be drawn from one word
Only who is the artist, we got to agree
A thousand miles can lead so many ways
the moonlight shine
And dream into the future
Believe it's here to stay
A caravan
Of artists and bands
Caravan
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
A caravan
Of artists
I don't hear no more how are you doing, where have you been
But I know she want me to fuck her friend
Bitch let's go we gon' Hotbox in Milan
Give
tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band
A thousand pictures can be drawn from one word
Only who is the artist
We got to agree
A thousand
tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
A thousand pictures can be drawn from one word
Only who is the artist
We got to agree
Took her to Paris I took her to France
Took her Milan took off her pants
Fuck is talkin fuck is mans
I got the cash I got the bands
Living my dream,
Talk about the latest band
Talk about things you don't understand
Talk about how the worlds gonna crumble and go and listen to your stomach rumbling
a trip to Milan (Milan)
Get them bands and skrrt
Off, drip, then dance, then shirt off
Up to addy, I think that's a
Only got cash on my mind
(Mind) ,
I don't hear no more how you doing where've you been
But I know she want me to fuck her friend
Bitch let's go we gon' hotbox In Milan
Give a fuck
erased
Been booted with no lace
Eat Gabagool on weekdays
Been gone without a trace
In Milan, got good taste
Okay, like, fuck up out my face (yuh)
Love my life
Ja, ich counte all das Money mit meinen Brodys
Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys
Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir,
the show
and on came the MC
when he said there was a special guest artist
I knew just what I wanted to be
Special guest artist
Special guest 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,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Huh, I gotta get figures yea
I don't got time for the play, oh no
I don't got time for the play, you playing to stay, and I'm tryna go to Milan
I don't
(One, two, three, four)
We're Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you have enjoyed the show
Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club
(One, two, three, four)
We're Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you have enjoyed the show
Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club
of your dreams
Black ray-bans, you know she's with the band
Passport stamps, she's cosmopolitan
Yeah, she runs the place like Penny lane
Yeah you
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