Translation: Gilbert And Sullivan. With Cat Like Tread.
turning back Come tread softly through the night Don't leave me sitting here Up on top of your fence I'm like an alley cat up here Without a lick of
(Why I oughta?) Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startas I'm like icey as frozen foods with frost big friends Who all like 'em thin with icey
that rock with me music, buck with me music. Baby come to my pad and fuck with me music. Fuck with me music, fuck with me lose ya life. I would like
Honeymooners (Why I oughta!) Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startas I'm like icey as frozen foods with frostbit friends Who all like 'em thin with
plan is dwindling with every pulse bump. Gods and monsters yield the lump sum of the dolt clump. Be wary when the stratosphere tints. I Scout like Atticus
and buck at me, if you did I'd say you got lucky Trained to tread through land to get muddy Ayo, blood rap, survival of the fifth style cat I puts it
Will rise up like lust And the shadow of my dark consort Shalt extend himself Across the face of the world And hell will come with him Part of the
t wash away With liars tears Pouring down your face Whenever we meet, you say you've changed Like its some gift, you're not the same But you're just the cat
like to free one? Good gracious, will you look at all the animals playing with their tools? Look at the animals, look at you, well, how would you like
fuckin' around with ya'll I'm like a dude possessed We rockin' crowds in philadelphia then bucharest It's World War infamy the german *knew? * his best I like
your ma' teach you to dance (Yo). Jennifer, skin was like cinnamon, Took her for dinner and then to the cinema, One week, still hadn't been with her,
't wash away with liars tears pouring down your face Whenever we meet you say you've changed like its some gift your not the same but you're just the cat
blood Will rise up like lust And the shadow of my dark consort shalt extend Himself across the face of the world... ...And Hell will come with Him"
hiny And put you out of work like Tavis Smiley I got that razor tounge, you be on the ground with paramedics saying "We can't save this one" I stay alert like
and buck at me If you did I'd say you got lucky Trained to tread through land to get muddy Ayo, blood rap Survival of the fifth style cat I puts it
like to free one? Good gracious, will you look at all the animals playing with their tools! Look at the animals, look at you; well how would you like