house of horrors (Shaggy 2 Dope) La di da we gotta protest that Some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat Let's march in his concert and chant
go?) They're all out without you Havin' fun (Where'd you go?) Everyone left you Nobody likes you (Where'd you go?) They're all out without you Havin' fun
, till the junk was everywhere Now if every kid did it, can't you see What a messy place it would be? No room for a marching band No place for people
the Wrigley's gum 'Cause they're both a waste of time But don't crush the bird just for fun 'Cause that's not fun for everyone And the lights just march
puppet on the TV screen. True sons of Metal live to be free. That is the only thing, that matters to me. To all the fuckers making fun of this band: Don
So they paved the road to providence And lined up the memories In reference to what was dead and gone Then the band and the symphony In sweet sounding
in hand And a dream in her heart Just arrived track seventeen All the way from Tulsa Okla-nowhere Where's her chauffeured limousine? Where's the marching band
heart will hum to that number When the saints come marchin' in The cymbals clang, just pound that beat Sounds like a hundred marching feet It's fun
go?) They're all out without you havin' fun (where'd you go?) Everyone left you, nobody likes you (where'd you go?) They're all out without you havin' fun
And a dream in her heart Just arrived track seventeen All the way from Tulsa Okla-nowhere Where's her chauffeured limousine? Where's the marching band
Tubby misbehaves at rehearsal, and the conductor tells him to leave. Defiant, Tubby joins a marching band. It's fun at first, but all the marching finally
flashes before your lies, And the lights just march on by, and the crowd, they walk and sigh, yet time is slow, Feel the world on my hands, trust incentives of a band
top Low End Theory tape cause I'm so hip-hop, when I'm {Driving down the block} lights, camera, spotlight Feel like the Howard marching band at the stop
the grind Other brothers ain't motivated they can't do it Not only the opposite train it I ran through it My music comes on and we march at the dance
'trouve que j'dechire Oh ! J'represente le set J'ecris des textes tires par les cheuveux comme ta meuf en levrette J'crache le feu sur ta bande de traitres
dance I can't do... When they play something dreamy You will see me march away from everyone And when I tango All the gang go Off the floor, to watch the fun
