the headlights were bright And we'd been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it's warming fire Chorus And Home Sings
Preklad: Mary Black. Domov.
Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie
a bone This old man came rolling home Nick nack patty wack, give a dog a bone This old man came Mary had a little lamb [Incomprehensible] Mary had a
televised The crucified promised in, ah, my ish, nobody can stop us Where the shoot out? How many niggas you killed? How many niggas for real? Like Mary
guarantee if ya gone make it home What go around come around Everybody know that it's real when you speakin' the kharma So do unto others like you wanna be done Like Mary
champagne Mary jane blowin, livin life in the fast lane Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name - Styles And they ain't make 'em like me in a while Black
we got the uh ya'll We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby... Yo yo yo check it Excite-ting, enlight-ning, invite-ting I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black
thrower Blow your section eight home to your pay phone up Grass smoker, in the cut for the Lawnmower I water, I ride the wale that ate, Jonah Over, your faced wit the black
takin' it off like Vegas Now someone's puttin' on a cross And shakin' off Vegas Sherry's on a greyhound on her way home to El Paso One black gideon
Where? London. London? London. London? Yes, London! You know: fish, chips cup o' tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins, London. Whoo Kid
left in charge My elementary they'd gang up on me and sing this song Sing this song, sing this song Sing this song, sing this song It went a little something like Mary
bitch for half off Rollin' with my comrades Buddy and we all blast, everybody bought Lac's Everybody got stacks, some of us puff Black's Some Newports
brains, I'm sayin', it's not a game Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you Take these words home and
And the angels are rollin' I wanna go Where that hill-tea is flowin' Hotrods to hell And the angels are rollin' Take me back home where ole' Mary
man breakin' out of a trance Puts both of his hands in the pockets of chance Hopin' to find one circumstance Of dignity I went to the wedding of Mary
speed, please Mary won't you hurry back The sky is black and it's menacing me Mary did you change your motor car You're just to far away to see Mary Mary
dignity?" Blind man breakin' out of a trance Puts both his hands in the pocket of chance Hopin' to find one circumstance of dignity I went to the wedding of Mary
