groovy, the fruit is a-smoothie The chicks are so nudie, to jam is your duty Your butt is so booty Your face is so groovy To jam is your duty Biscuits
Help me if you can. Please lend me a hand. I can't speak to well. I am buried in sand. My esophagus is dry. I am sinking in. I ain't talk good. What
It's an invite to a long night After a long night and I'm there. Mailman, what do you got, mail? It's an invite to a jam dream Oh, I don't ever wanna
I've been collecting dirt since I escaped Waconda, I love you too! Up all night, I'll get to you by sunrise, orange and blue Telephone smells of home
You take it from me, and I?ll get it back. You try it again? I?ll cut you no slack. Eeyadda dit day. YEEEEEEEOOOOOUUUUGHHHH!!!!!!
In the basement. Where they found me. I feel lucky. (Electraumatized) Surrounded by mannequins. I'm standing on hands and my friends are all standing
be like Rumi sings and see no room for lesser roads. I got the nibbler jarma. I used to be a farmer. I moved to where it's warmer and I'm due to jam tomorrow
You left me For Texas On the same tracks That tricked us By the blue house We ate there It had been one month Your doorbell's Just as muffled But the
So it is Tuesday I've gotten all my rest I'm drawing a man He has a woman's chest It came out uneven But I did not (?) He lost his left arm He is a big
You look just like a cow- You should really come with me We could wreck things with fire We could lay down and cry by the riot that we'll inspire Wait
This yard is full of fantasy(?) If only you had the mouth to see Where time and trust has led us wrong Like meter and rhyme to break my fall Hard time
After all we've been through I am still in love After all the things we've seen I am still in love I don't know what this means But it feels alright
