sound I was lost til i heard the drums Then i found my way PENNY & SEAWEED Cause you can't stop the beat PENNY & SEAWEED Ever since we first saw the light
inside, and once within we can begin to smite this pagan pride. We shall take their graven images and grind them in the dirt, for that men can live in paradise
for Some coffee and a kugel Talked about our fear and dread Of tinsel lights and parties Suddenly like a bad dream Fairfax was transformed into a Holiday paradise
the ability to speak yet she lectured around the world. milton could no longer see when he wrote the classic paradise lost. deaf, dumb, blind - handicaps
mayne Y'knahmtalkinbout? Yeah! Game, spit that shit [The Game] Hey yo the kid still at it, woke up from that coma Seen hell came back and here comes my first
Shrill as a choir of children Urgent like the first day of May False and inflatable feeling Tugs at my senses, big as the Macy's Parade One brick on top
Still we are one, you and I Realize, I did what you wanted me to The lack of pure souls and the fading light It's me you blame First there was light
That I wished on a star I'll be back by the end of the show Should you ever drift into the parade I'll be the first in line to be saved And after all
love was never for hire Disciplined, intellectual beauty's what I desire Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez Everyone told me, kickin' it to her was hopeless At first
regards, I'm your homie I relate it's personal, nothing fake, read me - wait, I'd rather dictate it Relay it to you on a deeper level Kick off your shoes and light
PENNY I was lost til I heard the drums Then I found my way PENNY & SEAWEED 'Cause you can't stop the beat PENNY & SEAWEED Ever since we first saw the light
ll be gone, no more loving after dawn. No longer we can share the love that was never there. When the moon has lost its light. And the stars no longer
Fairfax for some some coffee and a cougal Talk about our fear and dread of tinsel lights and parties Suddenly like a bad dream Fairfax was transformed into a holiday paradise
rustic dream Where her first love carved her name in the bark And gave to her his soul and heart Now she sells her body to the night Underneath the neon lights
the inside, And once within we can begin to Smite this pagan pride. We shall take their graven images And grind them in the dirt, For that men can live in paradise