Get yourself together! Get out of your head Without outer persuasions You're better off dead Learn how to breathe You'd better learn how to shine These
is cocaine Place you on my A-fiend list and pay you 'cane Think you can handle? Not get stripped when you rock? Think again, you find you lost your mind and judgement My confidence, springs
you've been good to me Just lately I've been feeling Like I don't belong Like the ground's not mine to walk upon And I've heard that music Echo through
been good to me It's just lately I've been feeling like I don't belong Like the ground's not mine to walk upon And I've heard that music echo through
Tarzan and she's my gazelle I live at Biggs and say its notorius Travel through minds, emotions and euphorias Glorius (echo) as I get great (echo) Still
the forests will echo with laughter Oh-oh-oh-oh, Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh If there's a bustle in your hedgerow don't be alarmed now. It's just a spring clean
have a Vacation this year! (Oh, NEET-O!) Glad we could have a Vacation this year! They left that night, crunchin' across the Mojave Desert . . . their voices echoing
is the deepest well of dreams Echoed a distant song I hearkened to the hallowed voice Stirred from ageless sleep Through this barren soil you came Sweet scent of spring
(Talking) So I had to memorize these rhymes until I got home Ya understand? Once you memorize a sentence It's like an exercise (echoes) *heavy breathing
will dawn for those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring
will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now It's just a spring
the Crossreet I Am Just An Off-Spring Born In Tha Ghetto That's Why I Can't Let Go One Call'll Have My Dogs On You Like An Echo Baby I Am Tha Real (Deal
Crossreet I Am Just An Off-Spring Born In Tha Ghetto That's Why I Can't Let Go One Call Will Have My Dogs On You Like An Echo Baby I Am Tha Real (Deal
Applistic Crossreet I Am Just An Off-Spring Born In Tha Ghetto That's Why I Can't Let Go One Call Will Have My Dogs On You Like An Echo Baby I Am Tha
game commences third string rappers play the benches Reload There'll be no repentance for soul Just life sentence with no change for parole And thats real [Chorus:] Fire in a hole! (pray [echoes
And the night was filled with laughter Echoing through painted smiles And I knew each morning after I never loved , was never touched Gave not at all,
Lyrics by Eric Maschwitz, music by Manning Sherwin When two lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell, Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring. Every