beach life in death

Climbing Up The Chimney

Chimney Sweeper

all credit to ME!

Lyrics:
Well, for years
And years
They say that money has been
The root of all evil to a lot of men, but

Can I have your attention?
I'm lost in suspension
I just wanna know that you'll be there
If something hits the fan

Do I have your attention?
I don't want your aggression
I just want you here

You can talk
We can talk
I don't care of where or what it's about
As long as it's with me

And you can walk
I'll just walk over there
Cause why be alone with the things that you see?

Can I Have Your Attention? (Intro)

C'mon to the corner watch me hit these tricks
I went out on a regular Tuesday and
I fell in love with a tipsy witch
A don dada dumb dancing ditsy witch
I can dance, I can dance, I can dance till I fall
And I fell on my face in her place I recall
And I set up a date but she thinks it's to hang
Who cares about chance at least we're alone and we'll dance

What is that allusion to?
I'm a student too
If ya read, I read up before you
And I salute your love
You inscrutable stranger Camus made up
Sucks to suck
I just muck while I try to sway and sway to songs
I never play when alone
Conduct me a way i deduct you would hope
Wrong song. I'm stuck on my own

Came to the party with a shovel
You could really say I'm backhoe
Wanna give you king and a castle
But I dispute your love
Silly beautiful girl like the moon above
Sucks to suck
I just muck while I try to play and play to ways
you'd think I'd think when alone
Conduct me a way i deduct you would hope
God awful. I'm stuck on my own

On the way out. Don't let me get hit by the backdoor
Hope to see you back at your place or a dancefloor
Don't make plans but demand more
I don't have much to stand for
Can more people like me even though I'm different
And isn't it a gift to be a one without equivalents
Difference is that I don't know where similar's significant
And I'm not deliberately blissfully too ignorant to ask you to

C'mon to the corner watch me hit these tricks
I went out on a regular Tuesday and
I fell in love with a tipsy witch
A don dada dumb dancing ditsy witch
I can dance, I can dance, I can dance till I fall
And I fell on my face in her place I recall
And I set up a date but she thinks it's to hang
Who cares about chance at least we're alone and we'll dance

Honey, just give me one chance
I'm funny. I'm punny. I make good money
And my jokes make you roll like a ragdoll dummy
And I don't need shades but it's always sunny with you (with you!)
Now I gotta get to running
Now the waters getting muddied
Now I gotta get a lucky putting
If I swing and miss then I'll stop
I know you're always with the
scummy bummy crummy kinda guys
you should bunny up and just hop
I'm in the gully gotta study
I'll get bloody if I have to
I need to learn when to pop
Sit down with you
throw stones, share records
my god girl you know rock

I got a lot on my mind
Can't walk by the clock cause I can't
I got a lot on my mind
Can't walk by the clock cause I can't pass the time
I'm fine. I'm lying. I'm incredibly off it
I turn red to the heat-raw crawfish
Need solace. Got a cold? Better cough it up
I bluff too cause I got it tough
I messed up, and I say that I didn't
I want a chance. Can we please just dance?

C'mon to the corner watch me hit these tricks
I went out on a regular Tuesday and
I fell in love with a tipsy witch
A don dada dumb dancing ditsy witch
I can dance, I can dance, I can dance till I fall
And I fell on my face in her place I recall
And I set up a date but she thinks it's to hang
Who cares about chance at least we're a-

C'mon!

One
Two
One Two Three
Wow!

You wish you had a different name
Different game
Different way that you exclaim the way you're happy that I came
Got no shame
It's so funny, honey
Technicolor girls only see gray
When they're looking in the mirror
Say (Wow!)

I- I love so much that every time I feel so stupid
What you're doing to me now is why I only can say
(Wow!)
What am I doing
Moving either like I'm God or Cupid
Moving in a dream that's lucid
Now you got me spoiled and ruined
Now you got me dancing badly, madly
Off some kind of juice that you produced
For sake of movement through the valley
Caddy rallying a human
Get me loose and then I'll prove it
I said that I'm not the jealous type
Before I aimed my gun to shoot him (Chk chk, pow)

If your favorite sound is silence
Then I will not even speak
If you say we need to stay up
I'll say sleep is for the weak
And if you need me bilingual
Contigo, todo es unique
If you say you love photographers
Then pose
Say cheese!

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

I don't give space, I give hot
Call me Mister Misses Maker
Majoring in nature physics
And if you do one thing today
Then please understand
That I could give you anything
Except a well-made plan

I- I love so much
That every time I feel so silly
What you're doing to me now
Has got me changing up my style
What am I really, really doing
In a busy city
Acting off the way I'm giddy
Guess you're really my Achilles

If you say you love adventure
I will climb the highest peak
If you say you love a patient man
Then I will wait for weeks
And if you say you're sentimental
We'll be dancing cheek to cheek
And if you say that you love flowers
I will give you a boutique

If your favorite sound is silence
Then I... Ahem
If you say we need to stay up
I'll say sleep is for the weak
And if you need me bilingual
Contigo, todo es unique
If you say you love photographers
Then pose
Say cheese!

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)
(Wow!)

Say Cheese!

Huh
Huh

Systems in position cause they wanna keep me stuck here
Struck fear inside me like the headlights to a son deer
Gutting animals while I'm insisting what my life's worth
People wanna rule the world, but all we have is dry earth

I'll get a life, I'll get a job, I'll get a hobby
Take a gun and put it to my head so you can rob me
Take me to the grave of my old friend who died of oxy
Take the cells within my brain until I am a proxy
I won't think like that and nobody can stop me
But if I think at all my head feels like it's throbbing
They got me addicted to whatever makes my mind stop
But I know they're hurting me and that is all that I got

There's still revolution in - but no one's talking
Everybody cared until the views would stop logging
I guess everyone would rather move on to the next thing
Government still tries to tap my grandma's phone while text-
AHHH!
Get it?
It is not enough to have it if you never spread it
It is not enough to know when everything is guesses
Far more genuine and far more decrepit

Systems in position cause they wanna keep me stuck here
Struck fear inside me like the headlights to a son deer
Gutting animals while I'm insisting what my life's worth
People wanna rule the world, but all we have is dry earth

People try to twist my view as if they were contortionists
They're rushing velocity
Take some time to fashion a philosophy
Why is my life so disproportionate?
The hole inside my soul is not full even with a Porsche in it
Fortunately, I can just sell my social life and soul just like my family before me!
Make lots of money and regret it all by 40
And retire by the time my bones are all too weak to support me
Just like a lion in the wild desperate for what to kill for
Someone say a brand I can shill for
Maybe by the time I strip my personality
I'll look like I'm worth at least a mil for (I'll kill for it)

You gotta lead or leave little brother
The clock's turning
You need some money
Don't need purpose
You gotta lead or leave little brother
The clock's turning
You need some money
Don't need purpose

Systems in position cause they wanna keep me stuck here
Struck fear inside me like the headlights to a son deer
Gutting animals while I'm insisting what my life's worth
People wanna rule the world, but all we have is dry earth
Systems in position cause they wanna keep me stuck here
Struck fear inside me like the headlights to a son deer
Gutting animals while I'm insisting what my life's worth
People wanna rule the world, but all we have is dry earth

THE HOLE

its out guys time for me to not upload for another 4 months

da dush

Bed Time

Breathe

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