Lyrics:
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two New Pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you
a good life, man, pounds and pence
'Nough dollars make sense, while you ride the bench
Catch me swingin' for the fence
Dead presidents, ya know? Uh-huh
for the sake of a couple of pence
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Down to Junior's farm where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, oh, let's
a three-point landing in a fryin' pan
The porpoise has the most hutzpah
But the whales are ones with the built-in showers
Starfish, starfish, two-pence all
blood has stained the coal
We tunneled deep inside the nation's soul
We matter more than pounds and pence
Your economic theory makes no sense
One
Cookingha'pence, he bawls Donnez-moi
Scampitle, wick an wipin'fampiny
Fingal Mac Oscar Onesine Bargearse Boniface
Thok's min gammelhole Norveegickers moniker
Og
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me
blood has stained the coal
We tunneled deep inside the nation's soul
We matter more than pounds and pence
Your economic theory makes no sense
One
a look at my life and you'll see
Take a quick, butchers, rotten mary down the oak
Wouldn't give me two pence for him
you're so happy
Just as long as you stay happy
We'll stay happy
Not one row
Pots of pence
With my cow
Little gurgles
Darling, I must go now
We
Pelle
I stay fly, yes, I'm fly, land on Mike Pence
I do some stupid shit, don't let them dog me like Mike V
A nigga never learned to say (yeah, uh)
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me
a song of six-pence for your sake
About a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
Bake them all in a pie
They told me you missed school
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me
Zbiera się na deszcz
Już smoki grzmią
Rozwścieczony wiatr tańczy swoje fru
Lubię deszcz
Zasmarkany maj
Ence pence
Puchną ręce
Stary trzyma kij
Czemu
j'pence a elle et j'pence a nous
Oui j'ai vue un tas de visage mais je me souviens que d'elle
Je me dis que ça va aller
Quand je ferme les yeux ton
And the dwellers on highway and alley
Gave pounds and gave pence not to put up a fence,
But an ambulance down in the valley.
Then an old sage remarked, "it's
for the sake of a couple of pence.
I took my bag into a grocer's store,
The price is higher than the time before,
Old man asked me why is it
grill
My Teeth had twisted, they call me Ghetto Bill
I'm a no limit soldier but I love the kids
Send money to the pence, they doing it big
Even though I
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me
a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me you
Please everybody
Please everybody if we haven't done what
We could've done we've tried
And if you haven't got yours
Send four pence in and get a free
That's the fucking time, take a look at my life and you'll see
Take a quick, butchers, rotten Mary down the oak
Wouldn't give me two pence for him
to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks,
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