Lyrics:
cracked up to be
Nah! I always thought it sat uncomfortably
With a Race that are basically Sheep without the woolly Jumpers
That means we’re shivering
Come Together Party Party
Do What I Do Woolly-boolly
I'm A Big Star To My Mama
When I'm Dancing In The Spotlight
One Nice Pose
Two Click Click
Three
might be on the brink of extinction
We’re pretty sure you’re the new dinosaurs
The woolly mammoth and the dodo
Learned the hard way YOLO
Maybe the next
Woolie woolly, woolie, woowie—somebody son
May, may, maid, made right, somebody sun right
I ain’t even got a big bag right
Stole a lil bit up
Pulled up,
watch before I empty the fully
Move around like I'm working a pulley (Yea)
Yo girl tell me my hair feeling woolly (Yea)
Yo girl like me I'm all bout my
what I was missin
Woolly hair and my dark complexion
Sand of the sea
You know we deep
Plus we got the law wit us
I don’t think they wanna war wit us
to take it from me
Like it's a cookie
Acting like I'm the bully
At least my hair's still woolly
I look back in retrospect
Realise she had no respect
Her
go for his charms!
He can knit you a great woolly blanket
He can cook you an eight-course banquet
But don't get too close
Don't be too keen
He's
black and I'm really Spanish
The coat looking like the back of a woolly mammoth
We only beef over cheese like a Philly sandwich
Pull your card when I go
there'll never be another cowpony I'll ride
That'll feel like a brother, standing by my side
For he taught me how to handle, the woolly and wild
Taught me
pulley
Shots itch skin but ain't shit woolly
Talk about love that's fake shit to me
Talk about bread and the cake shit to me
Sounding real sweet like bakes
Come Together Party Party
Do What I Do Woolly-boolly
I'm A Big Star To My Mama
When I'm Dancing In The Spotlight
One Nice Pose
Two Click Click
Three
The grooming of our children hacking in to their dreams
So when the time comes they'll walk off the cliff
Like the rest of the sheep
Become woolly jumpers
I'm
was a gigantic bully dog
Who liked to chew on a bone
His mom was a beautiful woolly dog
But he had a look all his own
‘Cause he was a little blue
Why really really why Is his finger in his dinner
Those nudes you sent to Kane made a little custard slinger
Bitch I heard you was woolly down below
Is
of delight
Softest clothing, woolly, bright
Gave thee such a tender voice
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made
My skin is black
My arms are long
My hair is woolly
My back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain
inflicted again and again
What do they call me
time with all of them bullies
They would push my face in the ground
And say listen up your pulli's too woolly
They were making fun of me
Cause I had
theirs before the Romans thought of Rome
A few dozen survivors, ragged but proud
With a few woolly sheep, under gathering cloud
It's never been easy
His dad was a gigantic bully dog
Who liked to chew on a bone
His mom was a beautiful woolly dog
But he had a look all his own
'Cause he was
(sparkles)
Don't mean you are and you're not about it
So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my matter out it
You fucking oh wait your last name woolly
cND THE CLOUDS cRE GREY
TIME FOR WOOLLY HcTS cND SCcRVES
cND GETTING BLOWN cWcY
THIS IS cN ODE TO cUTUMN
cS REcD FROM YOUR FcCE
WEcTHERED BEcTEN
never walk past a store without buying more apples again
But I'd trade everything that I own just to spend all my days with you
And your little woolly
Takes a certain sheep to get the woolly black spool
You can ram some words in a stanza to make a profit
But ewe or ram on altar is needed to make
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