here's my underwear... Never in a hundred years I thought I'd be a rapper But in less than a hundred bars I knew I'd be a factor I'm PS4 in HD and the
a free ride home and I didn't even get a thank you You thought you could just walk away from this Tell me how does it feel to finally have to pay for
crimes of common existence It's a missile sleeping in the ground It's a camera trying to photograph a sound It's a case for the basic flaw Ending a
throw a shot at me, I'm throwin a shot back Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat Yeah I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back Open
some of us take wing and when they do, when their feet leave the ground, even for a second, they pull the rest of us with them. And when we rise, and
you drop me off And not a word was spared for us Drinks at ten, we're off again The crowds and bouncers stare at us And the last one out the car fills
baby cries. Record the nosie. It all makes sense... we're capable of beauty. Through sounds which makes one cringe. The dogs only hear us now. For the first time
get Pyromaniacal son of an architect, working hard Pioneering buildings that would not burn Gained praise from his colleagues Never anytime for a wife
, over Blackheath Calling your name I will float through your window Major third or a minor seventh Am I violin tuned a little sharp, tuned a little
for them all It's a good good time It's a good good time... tonight It's a good good time It's a good good time Good good time tonight A good good time
this big... He had a red suit on An' a widow's peak An' then a pointed tail 'n like a sulphur reek Yes, it was him awright I sweared I knowed it was
;... inspires us to look back and remember the year we have just lived. it's a time of introspection, a time for sharing, a time for remembering good
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt I've watched you slowly winding down for years You can't keep on like this Now's a bad a time as any whoa There
's a time in the future for cameron and me Enduring echoes call out from his past Time ain't for saving no time's not for that Chasing false echoes like
By: jimmy buffett Spoken intro with music playing: This is a song that started a long time ago. back when there Was just the water world. there was
??t get higher than us, status of a Jordan jump ya swaggers off a mannequin, my shit randomly tough nigga what? I die a today, at least I live it up
satire Let's drink up for those who left us Standing at the gates of dawn And all the bastards leaving us without a cause They'll trail us down and kill us
give you something romantic? I figured since it's raining This would be the perfect time for us Can you hear the sounds of the Love angels calling us? Sweet violins