Lyrics:
C'est l'histoire du pigeon qui, enfin bref, vous avez compris l'idée
Il ne croit pas aux rumeurs ni aux théories du complot
Mais faut avouer que c'est
C'est l'histoire du pigeon qui, enfin bref, vous avez compris l'idée
Il ne croit pas aux rumeurs ni aux théories du complot
Mais faut avouer que c'est
rats puis des pigeons
À l'intérieur de la boîte, un mécanisme à levier, actionnable par l'animal
En appuyant sur ce bouton, l'animal reçoit en récompense
didn't give a fuck and they were acting like some pigeons
Reps, reps, reps, like I'm cooking in the kitchen
Yeah, they laugh behind my back, cause they
the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not
you do
Bend your legs and pigeon toes
You know why I love you goodness knows
You will never win wonderful charm
But I love ta hold ya in my
the trees
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
Then pigeons will go to him
Come all without, come all within
You'll not see
pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
Them pigeons'll go to him
Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty
But jumping queues and making haste
You know, it ain't my cup of meat
Everybody's out there
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets
Feeding Pigeons On A Limb
But When Quinn The Eskimo Gets Here
All The Pigeons Gonna Run To Him.
to pigeon's legs, uh
Destroying household pests-
(Destroying household pests? How?)
Well, if they're bigger than a mouse, you can
Strangle them with it, and
If
band
Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin purple people eater
Pigeon toed, undergrowed, flyin purple people eater
We wear short shorts
Flyin
creux des mains
Les pigeons, moi, je les aime bien
Les péniches
Se fichent
Des pigeons de la Cité
Goélettes
Mouettes
Elles n'ont que ça dans l'idée
sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste
You know, it ain't my cup of meat
Everybody's out there
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn
When I long ago held a royal flush in my hand.
Oh, I was a super market fool, I was a roll-the-bank, a
stool pigeon,
Robbing my hometown
I
If God could turn me into a pigeon
A golden pigeon or a turtle dove
I could fly to my homeland
At Douwayra
Back home where my folks are
If God could
Mr. Richards, your position
Is a messenger pigeon
Left behind you when the camp moved on.
We thought that you would listen
But the words had
off his scabs and
Fed them to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him it might be fun
Lightning fucking around in my head, etc
Hold
make them act that way?
They're just right-wing pigeons from outer space
Sent here to destroy the human race
They don't give a damn about you or me
make them act that way?
They're just right-wing pigeons from outer space
Sent here to destroy the human race
They don't give a damn about you or me
the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not
it got strange, I had to rearrange
Nigga, this is Burberry not all money is stench
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you
If I know better, I don't know better
If I know better, I don't know better
The pigeon's half alive
The other half's in bed
We'll pray for
(Lateef The Truth Speaker & Pigeon John)
[Lateef The Truth Speaker - Verse One]
When you first walked in and I saw you at the bar or somethin'
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