old fruit tree The old man said he dreamt at night Of blossom roots and knives And that night when Jack went to sleep He dreamt of damson pies Jack walked
his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down And he said a??I like youa??...and then he walked up and said a?? let me snake bite youa?? And I said
victim of my homicide If you try to jack, I'll leave you dead head in the G ride And creep up out my vehicle and continue my jack move Still gat under
than anything in the world was Greens, greens and nothing but greens: Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery, Asparagus and watercress and Fiddleferns and
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
green Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine Another dimension new galaxy Intergalactic planetary Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic From the family tree
your fat ass hot chest (not at all) I got bitches everywhere hoe I'm not pressd And I'm not impressed, red dot, and I got him Shot him, and popped him
7th and Bernard Shaw And Gavin MacKillop Walter De La Mare and Nick Ward Johnny Thunders and Betty Ford Lord Jim and Jack Lord And Prince Philip We
with frenzy We could tear up the floors And find all the things we'd ever lost And the fire burns in our jack boots So we chase the explosions From
You know the money's got you safe and sound Ooh, yeah, safe and sound, yeah Safe and sound, baby, ooh, yeah Safe and sound yeah, safe and sound Gotta
Rosamond and gorman With his stunning wife ethel A tree, a tree. Billy was a mountain Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder Billy was a mountain
is green Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine Another dimension new galaxy Intergalactic planetary Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic From the family tree
on outside The roof is fallin' down And I'm tellin' you, Jack, we all swam back To dear old Liverpool town There's every race and colour of face And
dish jacked the bowl for a spoon - meet me on the ave about noon Right on the corner, and bring Big Jack Horner" Well Jack Horner got his OWN corner (
trees, There are so many different kinds of trees. There is this kind of tree And this kind of tree. There is also this kind of tree Or this kind of
resources, both mineral and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and
the moneys got you safe and sound (talk box) oooooooooooooo,ooooooooooooooooooo yeah safe and sound yeah safe and sound baby ooooooooooooooo,ooooooooooooooooooo yeah safe and sound yeah safe and
