Lyrics:
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their models
You can comb through the Rome coliseum
And the rear
Uh, yeah
I just told myself, uh
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, sun will
Uh, yeah
I just told myself, uh
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, sun will
the man's a fraud
He's a flim flam man
He's a fox
He's a flim flam man
Everybody wants him
The people and the police
And all the pretty ladies
.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make
of people
A lot of record promoters and
A lot of artists i mean it's like
It's music that you gotta touch and feel
You know what I'm sayin'
And I think that
the goffs
Call me a chav slag all yer want
Yer’ll never bring me or Tiff down
Name’s Tiffany, add a dash rose
Hair is pretty, I’ll slap your nose
Fuck
midnight on the other side of the world?
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl? (The face of a pretty girl)
The face of a pretty girl? (The face
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Art is dead
Entertainers like to seem complicated
But we're not complicated
I can explain it pretty
.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make
Pretty beat up
Pretty beat up
Since you put me down
Pretty beat up, pretty beat up
Yeah, since you left me lying around
Pretty beat up, pretty
I got pretty tings overseas, yeah (seas, yeah, yeah)
Shopping sprees for a week, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah (free
the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Mister City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See
midnight on the other side of the world?
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl? (The face of a pretty girl)
The face of a pretty girl? (The face
Alright, those are my two thoughts
They feel pretty honest to where I'm at right now, hahaha
Holdin' up mirrors and just workin' through things
If
He wasn't socially awkward
But it sure was pretty cut
When he stepped up to a leading man
He called for a leader
He's not the most famous artist
But
a pretty girl
What's in your head it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
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the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Mister City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See
I got a pretty new truck
Had some pretty good luck
And some pretty red wine I'm sippin'
Got a pretty guitar
With a white pick guard
And a pretty
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)
The pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils
a pretty girl
What's in your head it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear is all that matters
Just another stage
Pageant
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