Lyrics:
Don't take me for a fool
You gotta finish what you start
Essays pouring, tides of Yule
They set the countenance apart
When you're staring out your
My bitch face shall not rest
'til I myself am dead
In bitter pills and looks that kill
my work here will be done
Has my countenance offended?
Is my
trees
Oozing out yellow pitch to which a million red ants race
And finally get stuck like middle-aged housewives gathering around garden tables
To play
murder
But the Dragon has come for his vengeance
I'm rising up out of my estate
You look like you're about to cry
You thought there'd never be another like
the pool of blood
She ripped out his heart as he was wounded by her course
While the queen of spades killed the jack of hearts
When all the feelings turn
Land, even he the golden of body
Blue of head, on whose arms is turquoise
O Pillar of Myriads, broad of breast
Kindly of countenance, who is in
the touches
You know I'm every girls DreamBoy
Roll the Red Carpet out Miss me's turning up first class
I'm flying to Paris
She knows my standards are high I
price for their wares
I saw the fisher boy alight out this morning, same as any other
He was the only male left of his clan
There was nothing untold
Heard Billy Whymper crying,
too agonised to hold me,
and blind to what he’d seen.
My crosses of the legion,
and Leopold and honour
to bring me out
He's the definition of heroic
All muscle and blood and bone
Stolidly strong and stoic
His countenance carved in stone
He swaggers and struts
So
killed before
I'mma enjoy this
I'mma put you down
(I'mma put you down, I'mma I'mma put you down
I'mma put you down, I'mma I'mma put you down)
I'mma put
may or might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink
I was cold
Started up a fire burning
Us out of control
A face I barely recognize
Was staring out from the smoke
Then, pointed at my blackened
our favour. Now, let the final act be played out! I call thee forth, Ogre-Mage of the Black Lake! I call thee forth, Swordmaster of Kyrman'ku! It is
the earthquakes
I like it when the world shakes
I like the cracks it takes out of the walls
When two people
Lovers
Are acting like dolls in the arms of each
watch do more things than James Bond, nigga
I'm a do it now, I ain't gonna try, nigga
Put it down, put it down, put it down, girl
You better grind 'cause
the ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,"
no knowledge, no enlightenment
Now I wish to repent, for the sins that I've committed
I put my faith in the words of foolish men
We resume our final
singed my nerve endings
None of this confirmed and this the shit I put my word into
Still on the curb but it curves different
Moving on the same urges
on display in Hollywood
Paint it all like Dali would Face of War
Fountain pens melting countenances in a drawing book
A psycho full of cyclones eyes closed
I
Put it out put it out put it out put it out
Put it out put it out put it out it's on fire
Put it out put it out put it out put it out
Put it out put it
days
Thoughts drying out over dead desert grounds
Burning for you I beg you
Please do not forsake me
Hovering over heated plains of bare stone
that-a-way
But you can surely lose
You just can't win it that-a-way
But you can surely lose
Open your eyes oh, brother, bе wise
Oh, look out for the lies opеn
may and might never all meet here again
[Chorus]
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
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