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one fine day someone came and took your life away and that's the day you gave your heart to me it was a long operation, filled with complications now
Translation: Organized Konfusion. March 21 3:45 A.m. (Skit).
There's gold in the mountains And a people living in the sea I love you and don't you know That you love me Yes you do We make feasties of the
Translation: Marc Bolan and T. Rex. Organ Blues.
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So he would sulk and drink and mope And cross his arms and hope to die. And then a fairy came one night To bring this sorry boy to life. She pulled
Bled out the last of me Right from the start You said you never knew So you just tore it apart My wrists still seem to bleed I can't get it stop Can't
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down there give a yell" but he didn't hear a yell And so the search went on Everybody was still looking for Nickee Coco They asked the stuttering organ
a single vow You need to hear me out And they said "speak now" Fond gestures are exchanged And the organ starts to play A song that sounds like a death march
the bombs and the arsenal Before the storm comes the calm Hope you can take the heat like LeBron I'm the best now Anybody with some money should invest now Soccer mom needs to organize
answer for that Apologize to my fam, I got you all dressing in black (I hear ya) A long line family and friends they signing in My niece singing solo organs
can?t discrimi-hate 'cause you done read a book or two What if I looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms Living in your closet would
to me It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious It's dilemma, it's de limit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely Time marches on and
, stop that These are the men who lead the crime Families of america, I control 26,000 Men except for dope, we operate in all aspects Of organized crime
Oh my god! I destroy cities like the blob Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from here to cape cod Fuck a job, my organization runs like the mob
