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Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, have you heard Mama gonna buy you a mockingbird If that mockingbird don't sing She gonna buy you a diamond ring If that diamond
Don't you ever listen to the radio When the big bad beat comes on I know you gotta dig it child I know you can't stop Come on a little too strong I'
If I were a carpenter and you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? If I worked my hands in wood I wonder would you still love
Sometimes I get impatient But she cools me without words And she comes so softly My hummin' bird And have you heard I thought my life had ended But I
When Jesse James was a lad He killed many a man And he roamed over the Scarsdale range Robbin' from the rich And givin' to the poor He was dark and cold
In the heat of the day, down in mobile, alabama Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new shoes
When you're down and confused And you don't remember who you been talking to Concentration slips away Because your baby is so far away Well there's a
Someday, I know I'll find that road And I, will pay back all I've owed Someday Somehow, I'll bear that heavy load I know, I've never been the best
Without a warning you took my heart You took it darling, tore it apart You left me sittin' in the dark, cryin' Said your love for me was dyin' I don'
You Don't Remember, I'll Never Forget Liar Queen In Lobe Crying Fury Fire Magic Mirror Dark Ages Trilogy Suite Op.5
( Instrumental )
[Intro] (Pop! Pop!) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! {*scratch starts*} AAW! Are you motherfuckers ready? YEAH! (Baby baby) YEAH! Executioners!!! {hahahahahaha
These coins have heads imprinted on them And below the heads "E. Pluribus Unim" It's time to wash the Shroud of Turin It's all crusty and caked
[Chorus] Sweated by the po po's they made me go pyshco [C-Murder] Coppers, choppers fucking show stoppers trying to catch C cause im slanging these rockers
Bing Crosby/Victor Young Orchestra Written by: George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin/Dubose Heyward From the Broadway play Porgy & Bess I got plenty o' nuttin
Well there's sand in my book From writing on the beach Trying to find a song for you That the ocean can only reach And this beach is getting wider Than
