as if in a dream only one man can know he tastes the dirt he chews the dirt the dirt the filth now swallow the filth of it cold sweat runs down slow
Music's all around Can you feel the sound inside? Feet above the ground, Spin spin spin around we glide Still I miss you more than I ever thought I
If there was anything at all That could rid you of your conference calls Then I know I?d come rolling by To break the surface tension in your eyes And
that one fine day That he would rule this U.S.A. And be the best leader in all the land Yes, Young Abe Lincoln make a tall, tall man Yes, Young Abe
As if in a dream Only one man Can know He tastes the dirt He chews the dirt The dirt The filth Now swallow The filth of it Cold sweat Runs down slow
Yakuri Abe plays guitar in a pop punk band Yakuri Abe waves goodbye from Tokyo and Yakuri Abe says no Sanrio Piru Lando Yakuri Abe says it's too far
If there was anything at all That could rid you of your conference calls Then I know I'd come rolling by To break the surface tension in your eyes And
If there was anything at all That could rid you of your conference calls Then I know I?d come rolling by To break the surface tension in your eyes
Abe Lincoln, God bless him Did his best to end depression Good thinker, smart talker Very tall man, very fast walker Oh, lord, what a shame Got shot down
