Lyrics: jones Music: jones Lyrics: I met a lass with eyes of glass Named amy atlas-friend She cooked for me, I served her tea For two upon the thames
There goes my faith, swinging by the cherry tree I rest my eyes, I need some sleep Slow wins the race, but I'm always rushing Trying to escape, the monster
On a far away island of Salamasond Yertle the turtle Was king of the pond A nice little pond It was clean it was neat The water was warm There was plenty
Ah little pigeon Thank you Mariama Diallo, Diallo Dieri Nimma Mariama Mariama, namesake of Mariama the golden pigeon Mariama Sola Mariama the perfect
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Slow, Strong and steady, that's who wins this race The end carries little confetti, thank evolution, I love the pace, The proportion, the sustain in the
I've got my mind made up (x3) I think I'll live this way (x3) Turtle shell (x2) This is my turtle shell, this is my turtle shell It's made of papier
this song I already wrote these words I already used as a quote somewhere there's somebody new to turtle necks and corduroy to bottlenecks and countrymen
La tortue? On m?appelle la tortue Et je commence a m?habituer Peut-etre pour mon dos courbe Ou ma bouche ou je ne sais Qu?on m?appelle la tortue mais
Bind your tortoise mouth With mist and curved teeth The main joke had been cracked And whilst the laughter melted Into smaller worlds like whirlpools
If I had no friends I'd have no one to ridicule So goes the tale of the resident fool If I clear my space I could clear it to be with you Backhanded claims
So tell me how to get back to basics where nothing really mattered except having some fun. It was you and me, and the other three. Living like we should
I'm in the other car Riding impatiently in the back seat You're in the turtle-top caravan Somewhere in this traffic jam I know i hurt your feelings And
Some things tear a little town apart and some things cut right at your heart: A dirty young man with his hand in the pre-school, a dirty young man
If you're lonely, If you're missing one piece If you need a best friend If you want to share your believes If you want to know me If you want the real
Hey baby, you know I like what I see, Why don't you come to my room with me Staying here too long, Isn't right or wrong, But learn one thing from me You
Have you ever wondered how the sheep stay alive at night? These packs have protection of a superhero with curls Ready for mortal combat, drumsticks in
See the girls walk to the beach Hand in hand and you will see These girls are proud to be ? Blonde and tanned royalty Amy says she wants to swim Stacy