The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road The tires are
Divided sky, the wind blows high (Divided sky, the wind blows high) Divided sky, the wind blows high
Fluffhead was a man with a horrible disease Could not find no cure, won't you help him if you please? Fluffhead Fluffhead Fluff came to my door askin
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I look into the finance box Just to check my status I look into the microscope I see Golgi apparatus Golgi, oh, woe is me You can?t even see the sea
I'm looking through And it all would be so crystal clear If it wasn't for the foam But the foam keeps getting thicker And it just keeps getting harder
In the cool shade of the banana tree On the rugged trail toward the balcony A child of the twentieth century A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee
It was late one fall night at a fairground near town When Esther first saw the Armenian man Who groveled toward her and stood by her side With a bucket
The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road The car is the thing on the road That takes you back to your abode The tires are
Fluffhead was a man With a horrible disease Could not find no cure Won't you help him if you please? Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York (
I'm looking through And it all would be So crystal clear If it wasn't for the foam But the foam keeps getting thicker And it just keeps getting harder
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I look into the finance box Just to check my status I look into the microscope See Golgi Apparatus Golgi, oh, woe is me You can't even see the sea Golgi
We already played that We're going to lighten it up a bit We're going to lighten it up a bit This really isn't a stupid song This is a special song This
David Bowie UB 40
Sanity never came my way (came his way) Sanity never came my way (his way) I don't know what I'll do today (way) Cause saniity never came my way Lost
