Lyrics:
But if you wait 'til the song is sung and the story's told
You might come to understand
Why I'm old and bent and devil's been runnin' out of time
that's my idea of fun
But I do enjoy the odd occasional bottle of rum
As we learnt in the songs that I have previously sung
When it's done with fruit
dreams and all our songs were sung
You left the world too early, your spirit died too young
We were so alive
I was headed for the moon, aching to be
songs were waiting to be sung,
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me,
And so much pain, my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time,
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
love on our pale blue dot
All the suffering, the pain, the triumph, the glory
Each song ever sung, every memory, every story
Each astounding work of art,
blue eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all
tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
And this
a song about what true men don't do
Killing another creature that's kind of blue
Writing about the world of the wild coyote
Good man Truman Capote
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
and pretty girls with washboards ...
Lakota Sioux Medicine songs sung by Rocky Mountain white kids
Thirty different bands playing from the Grateful Dead Book
a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul
River gonna take me
Sing me sweet
a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul
River gonna take me
Sing me sweet
you can tell just by the smell of it
(Cough)
Yea it slap hard the second hand will make elevate
I prolly blow an eighth a day
My brothers call me Big E
to the rim with black model-c chicks
They all talk slick so I talk slick back
Packed blue skies that hurl hair back
My radio is high drive right by
Aint no big
tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
And this
As long as you keep your head in his hands
[ella mae williams]
Eric
There is one thing I would like to say to you
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Whatever
top.
(Formica top, it had a formica top).
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends,
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by
fuckin' scream about it
At the top of your lungs, just like a song that's never been sung before
Y'all should fuckin' Scream About It
I'll be listening
Story by Pete Seeger
traditional African music arranged by Rev. HCN Williams and JN Maselwa
Chorus:
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
Abiyoyo,
Let me tell you about my alma mater
The colors are black and blue
The mascot's a clown singin' sad songs
To anyone who'll listen like you
I've
Let me tell you about my alma mater
The colors are black and blue
The mascot's a clown singin' sad songs
To anyone who'll listen like you
I've
bird
who sung my song
VERSE 2
You burn this bridge now there's no way through
You feel into the deepest of blue
And now me, for all eternity
Will let
tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
And this
.jpg/212px-Helen_Sung_(cropped).jpg "Helen Sung")
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