Lyrics:
Did you ever get the felling you're being followed?
Are you not familiar with the Revelations of St.John
The final book of the Bible, prophesied
people say she juggled fire in a dish
Clear day on the bayou of St. John
She raised her hands and caused a 'lectrical storm
She was a treacherous lady
She
up to what I preach about
Its St. Park and St. John, tell her, grab a Bible, go and read about it
Now I'm ballin' out every single time like when
It's the last country tear in the last cold
Beer it's the last country song that survive
There will be no more mandolins and banjos
That St John has torn
She was pregnant in May
Now they're on their way
Dashing through the snow
To St. John's, here we go
Well, it could be a boy
But it's okay if
And you're not here I need a big loan
From the girl zone
Building
Tumbling down
Didn't know our love was so small
Couldn't stand at all
Mr St. John
vegetarian, I'll get this blonde cock
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from St. John
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes John
He's a janitor
talk like I don't really mean it, ayy
Bless me, St. John's, I'ma act like I don't really need it
But you see these funds, ayy, they gon' cheer me up,
her go. Now Pat Garrett fired that proverbial shot in the dark, but it was not aimed a Billy the Kid, it was not aimed at St. John it was meant for
that you can stand
I'm gonna give you
All that you can stand
Dance Colinda on St. John's eve
Bells on her ankles
Makes you believe
Good time dresses
on those boardwalk days
That pretty buzzed look on her face
And it fades away just like a seaside tan
And hearts drawn in the sand
Sit out on the St. Johns
tiger teeth in my talisman
St. John The Conqueror and a black cat bone
Been seen walkin' with the Guardians
Now I'm in the alley and I'm all alone
niggas gangsters graduatin' from St. John's?
I'ont follow no one on the road, I paint my own lines
Twenty gifties tryna swipe a Chevy, gotta make it mine
Pokers and tongs
Say the bells of St. John's
Kettles and pans
Say the bells at St. Ann's
Old Father Baldpate
Say the slow bells of Aldgate
Maids in white
dream of Brian peter George St John Le
Baptiste De La Salle Eno
Well all alone by the oldest stone where the shade
Trees grow the creature by
James we re not through
Seven books left in order displayed
To complete the New Testament lets say
1st Peter
Second Peter
1st John Second John Third John
charges
Without marijuana, mi nose cyaa live
A it, Missa St John and Missa Jones waah siv
Get you brain up deh!
Dat mean mi calma dan Sunday
Yo Cray!
shirt and khakis, Sneakin' Up On The Blues
RockNRick and old St. John, Fireball Mike as well.
Papa J and Crosscut Deluxe, for years they've been giving
games, I crave a real wild man
I’m st out on JOHN WAYNE!
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Does chorexo
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Blue collar
potato pie and hush my mouth
(Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style, hell yeah
Coming into the St. Johns River, coming in out
My Heart Goes Out To You Ukraine
written by Chris St. John, Cas Weinbren, Stephen Wrench and Myroslav Levytsky
My heart goes out to you Ukraine
My
Private eye, St. John, Virgin Islands
Wine and dine, find the time explore eyelids
Fuckin up all my shit
Thinkin the public opinion is in
Takin a tulip
sullied lips
Sancte Johannes
St John, strong Baptist
Angel before the face of the Messiah
Desert-dweller, knowing the solitudes that lie
Beyond anxiety
Writing to acid rain, trying to ascertain
A rationale. A shackled brain. St John, I'm glad you came (Glad you came)
Just make sure the mash is
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