Lyrics:
on through
I don't need nobody
I just need to learn the depth
Or doubt of faith to fall into
In this time of substitute
It's my needs I've answered
Since you left me if you see me with another girl
Seeming like I'm having fun
Although she may be cute
She's just a substitute
Because you're
You think you're smart, inventive
Because you've figured out my game?
Pride is a handy substitute
When you've got only yourself to blame
All my
raw and soft
A substitute oyster house all you can stomach
But who can eat at a Time like
Five-fingered apostle lose a slipping gun
Spin and turn
Regularly
One day a week
I'm a printhead, yeah
Twenty pence a week
Dirty fingers
Printhead
Printhead
Printhead
With print you substitute an ear
there's no substitute for red
Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red
You don't know what it does to me
My crimson intensity
I'm haunted
on a clean white suit for,
What we need is what there ain't no substitute for
There is nothing like a dame, nothing in the world
There is nothing you can
the music come and save you
I found a God that I can pray to
Deep inside my soul, hey
See you're mad you can't delude
But there is no substitute
For
and roses
From my discarded men
Chased me after a fashion
I could never pretend
No substitute for passion
My discarded men
You think you can
Since you left me if you see me with another girl
Seeming like I'm having fun
Although she may be cute
She's just a substitute
Because you're
substitute for enlightenment,
There's no reason for bridled fear
When you join the people who've joined the club
You gotta clench and play your hand
'cause
see me with another guy
Looking like I'm having fun
May be cute, she's just a substitute
'Cause you're the permanent one
So take a good look at my
the horseman you might say
He is a slave to the root
But he loves that beast of burden
And there is no substitute
For the pleasure of saddle
Or the leather
there's no substitute for red.
Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red.
You don't know what it does to me,
My crimson intensity
I'm
substitute it for your policy of greed
Still your pride always suffocates
Any truth that your heart might want to make
All of your sadness is crowded
It's a Brooklyn thing, alright? You know our steelo
And for those who just don't know how it go
Play like a substitute teacher and ACT like you know
what you're doing here my girl
A natural thing among these substitutes
You wear the ring I wear the monkey suit
G see G see Em A
Oh yeah Oh oh
to find another show to substitute for the Nutcracker
I'm watching the game but something's wrong
Staring is my wife her face looks long
I know that
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Each time after that substitute in
Faithful
Healer
Savior
Worthy
All that (You have been
Since you left me if you see me with another girl
Seeming like I'm having fun
Although she may be cute
She's just a substitute
Because you're
it, like no chrome rims
And Timbs would be construction boots (ill)
We probably wouldn't even substitute (ill)
For words we use defining our likes
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love
Well you said retribute
Well you said substitute
Burn myself on your bed
Your crown
my sleeve like you wouldn't believe
What ya mean BizMarkie? What ya mean BizMark?
Ah with my (ah, one, two) I substitute about a loop
So let me
on real shit)
Now, listen up, class
(We want it, hey we want it, hey)
It's Willie what to do?
I'm your mother fuckin' substitute
I got a headache and just
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