Lyrics:
Willie, bring your little drum;
Robin, bring your fife and come;
And be merry while you play,
Tu-re-lu-re-lu,
Pat-a-pan-a-pan,
Come be merry
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
linen as cold as the clay.
Beat the drum slowly play the fife lowly
play the death march as they carry me on
Take me to the green valley lay the sod o'er
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Love with its wings flies far beyond my reach
Love hear my call fly closer I beseach
Oh fly to me sweet bird of Paradise
Don't let me be life's
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She can take
as a joke
He drilled her up in the sentry box, wrapped up a the
Soldiers coat
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
a trumpet, and for Christmas, buy her drums.
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, you
a trumpet, and for Christmas, buy her drums.
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back.
Takes the dark out of the nighttime, you
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Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
One wthoughe blue, and one wthoughe grey
As they marched along the way
A fife and drum began to play
All on a beautiful morning
One was gentle,
on a winter's morn
Come on along, you're mine
Mine
Inside
The drum and fife is steel
Racing scene to scene
To break this beast in me
'Cause I will bang
believe in ghosts
When rap needed it most, I was that wing and a prayer
A beacon of hope put a B-I-R-D in the air
Somewhere, some kid is bumping this
linen as cold as the clay.
So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the death march as they carry me on
Take me to green valley, lay
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
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