I've alternated my meager flock. To the shores of the Baltic Sea. The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme. Of how things should be. . My cave, my house, my turning wheel.
I am a prince I have it all. I hear your footsteps through the wall. I wait in silence for your call. Then take a shot and watch you fall. . I am a ghost but I cannot fly.
Well once upon a time in 1776 Thomas Jefferson signed his name on a piece of marijuana, and this document was a symbol of freedom and of liberty, at least for the rich, white, gentry. And time marched along, this plant that I referred to has been used for everything from medicine to the American flag. And now it seems to me that somewhere along the way things got messed up, yeah, messed up, for marijuana..
The overhead view is of me in a maze. And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away. And I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path. And the people all watching enjoy a good laugh.
Written by dizzy gillespie and gil fuller. . Crab in my shoemouth. Crab in my shoemouth. Crab in my shoemouth. Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth.
Lucy sells her flowers for a quarter apiece. She wound up on the streets. She could not pay her lease. She used to want to save the world. But nothing to her matters now.
Honey, love ya honey little honey bunny Sunday mornin'. Love ya more funny love in the skyline baby. Ice cream 'scuse me I seen ya looking good the other evenin'..
I'm the man on the mountain. Come on up. I'm the plowman in the valley. With a face full of mud. . Yes I'm fumbling. And I know my car don't start. Yes I'm stumbling.
[Many years after the overthrow of Wilson, a rebel soldier crouching high on a hilltop above the war torn forests of Gamehendge spots a group of loyalists approaching from their lakeside encampment below. His trusty llama stands beside him, loaded down with a canvas pack that holds two large bazooka type guns to the animal's sides. Near the man sits a cache of blastoplast, each capable of destroying the entire hillside in an instant...].
Sunrise over the turquoise mountains, messenger birds in sight. They came up through the valley, both sides at a time. Through the cold steady rain Raid! I bend down.
Remember all the days in the pond. Catchin' wild trout till the break of dawn. Now that you've become a man, looking very mean. Got a nice shiny sports car, keep it very clean.
Boy. Man. God. Shit. . Wash Uffizi, drive me to Firenze. Wash Uffizi, drive me to Firenze. Wash Uffizi, drive me to Firenze. Wash Uffizi, drive me to Firenze.
Well it was many years ago now. But I really can't be sure. That's when it all began then. I heard that knock upon my door. . And the wolfman's brother.
Today is gonna be the day. That they're gonna throw it back to you. By now you should've somehow. Realized what you gotta do. I don't believe that anybody.
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping. Still my guitar gently weeps.
Wilson. Wilson. Wilson. Wilson. . Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone. Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone. Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you.
1. WINGSUIT. . Steal away, let's steal a car. You'll never win a major only shooting par. Step outside, feel the sun. It's only you, be you, cause you're the only one.