alone Everything is out of tune When she's in perfect harmony Introduce me to monogamy Shared spring fever is a bore Come into your own Come into your own
into my bedroom, And make me put my cloths back on. Grab the Mag-Lite, get the grappling hook, Lets fine the bottom of this cave and close the book!
is in your eyes. Hear me my son, for you are the chosen one.... An icy cave in a mountain... Bright morning... ["At the one eyed old man's request, he walks into an icy cave
gone You wake up on your own Sometimes walls come caving in Sometimes the world just hits your chin And
truth is Jae Milz. Brown skin but I'm black in the booth. And for the green or that white, you'll see red. Mushroom bullets hit your body then they spread. Then your
than the rainbow that end the Skittles In the quest to trap the cat, game is your Tinder Fiddles To get the Bruce to say the sky's fallin' Like your Chicken Little, come
to talk crazy? You cough, maybe the weed is still in your lungs You beat ya chest 'til that feelin' will come You high, viewin' a cipher behind your own
a little in your face and say, ?I'm just playin'? As you spit it all out, I rub your back And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack Well
a little in your face and say I'm just playin' As you spit it all out I rub your back and grab Your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack Well, it
cave men that'll cut your friends up until the pussy just cave in [Hook] [Swells] You know what it is Once S dub gets you to the crib Lay you down try to pound out your
don't you see my own heart's blood Come flowin' down so free?" She took him by his long yellow hair, And also by his feet. She plunged him into well
own heart's blood Come flowin' down so free?" She took him by his long yellow hair, And also by his feet. She plunged him into well water, where It
by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, and Neil Pert of the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into
I lost my mind I started making plans to kill my own kind I started making plans to kill my own kind "Come little daughter", I said to the youngest one Put your
units Stereo-material movements Painfully Cranials statisticals giving your Cerebral Cortex Damaging Demigods Crushing egos, into which a wench began by Extracting a Trans-cordial Connections of Macros-manic animals Caves
