Gonna
eat what I pick
And I hope you choke on it
I'm proud to break a sweat
Too ???
The sideshow pays
It's a Gary Cooper story
And it shines like Sammy's knee
Gonna eat what I pick
I hope you choke on it
When I care to reach the dead
With a nickel in my head
I wanna get your big smile
I'm proud to break a sweat
My black ass
[Instrumental]
(I
say...)
It comes as no surprise he's taken by surprise
It comes as no surprise he's taken by surprise
That's the man they'll say he's always in it
The Admiral he's tucking in his cuffs
It comes as no surprise he's taken by surprise
It comes as no surprise he's taken by surprise
Ask the men, they'll say it's your turn in the barrel
The Admiral, he's tucking in his cuffs
She walked into the Admiral
Looking for someone
"Show me what you can do," he asked
She ?????????????????????????
[Note: This is a different version to The Bird Is The Most Popular Finger]
He
flies as a crow flies, straight to her
Why? To tell her something
He promises her he will not do
all the things he has already done to her
She flies as a crow flies, in a straight line straight to him
Why? To listen
Time flies as a crow flies, in a straight line
Through you, not around you
Your life is only that with which time has its way with you
In the corner of my eye
??? attacks
Will not fly
Underneath in a field
T?
On a ?
Flat streak
In the corner
Wait until
Pick a ?????
Brain drain?
Do the honors?
Swing blade?
Under water
Do
Me
Beneath The crow?
In the corner of my eye
In the corner lives the sky
In the corner with the bird
Final call ??? the ???
Do
Me
Beneath the crow?
Eat
yourself out of house and home
Go home, there's nothing there because
You ate yourself out of house and home
You throw up and you do it again
Make a meal of nothing at all
Why? It makes you feel better
Anything in your life you own
Is all right if it makes you feel better
You cut yourself up and down your arms
Both arms, and it makes you feel better
It's your arms, and it's none of my business
it's none of my business if it makes you feel better
He's fucking you, he's a total stranger
You picked him out but he's a total stranger
Why? It makes you feel better
It's none of my business if it makes him heal better
It's all right if it makes you feel better and...
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel better
It's all right if it makes you feel
Wide wonderful?
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No
doubt you've got your reasons
What are they put up next to mine?
No doubt you thought about it for a minute
And you, and you looked at him and said what the hell
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In
a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
You had always looked up to me
Probably thought you could do anything
Cause every time you had the chance to prove
Never thought what I would do
And your actions never spoke
How could you?
In a minute
How could you?
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a
Can
you imagine living in a lighthouse?
???? causing ???
Imagine days without numbers?
And drinking the ?
He wrote me a letter
Said I'll never come home
He never sent it
But he wrote it again and again
Stacked up to the ceiling
Then another stack
And he burned them all winter
For heat
Picture a chair
And the way that he sits in it
And he looks out the window
I think he believes in it
If
I could walk
I'd be a miner
If I could talk
I'd be a preacher
If I was a preacher
Tell you what, I'd save a million souls - even you
If I was a miner
Tell you what, I'd be a damn good one
Guess how good it was
Played a joke
Got us all worked up
And left us naked out here in the sun
But who could say it's sad?
I attach no importance to it
Just because of my hand
Just because of my shriveled little hand
Couldn't be a baseball player
Doesn't surprise me now
Even though we had a map
Took three days to find
Look a right next there (????????????????)
Taylor Bailiff from Pizmo...
At the dog and pony show
Boche's Dick (Lyrics by Jenny the Mouse McNeilly)
Forty-two
candles and a ??? Star chewing tobacco between his eyes
Forgave you, big ox
Forty-two Boche's dicks and a lie as white as a bad Canadian tie
Wouldn't go halfway from one to the other of his eyes
Begs the question, what about the size
What
about the size of a
Mountain of a man, he's a
Mountain of a man
Il
Porno Star arrives
No English, no money
Two things: a cock like a stallion and an iron will
Will become famous
It's a kind of fame you can never understand
Full of, full of, full of, full of
Full of cocaine and cosmetics
Mafiosi and prosthetics
Millions of bucks!