There's a girl in my yard Reading to me tarot cards She don't know anything But she's beautiful to me My eyes are opening again I see you as you're marching
(by John Clayton) There?s a girl in my yard reading me my tarot cards she don?t know anything but she?s beautiful to me my eyes are opening again
翻訳: スプーン. ミーアンドビーン.
believes in mass production They buy those lousy soy beans by the keg I don't like to complain, but in a school cafeteria You can buy a taco and get
know a school cafeteria believes in mass production They buy those lousy soy beans by the keg I don't like to complain, but in a school cafeteria You can get a taco and
with chili beans Filled with mamma's hot bastard bacon bits And drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory sauce Drippin' with noodle nuggets and
physical rain and without knowledge of self how else can a criminal change? and being locked up ain't the life of me shit is way too trife for me "you
flam, flammin' words on wax discus So they dismiss this as vulgarity And once laughed and pointed at the university Some perk without skills and push
a king green battered on the brink of disease I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome You grin and groans fuck it I'm tinted
starts hangin 'round with some fiends Got strung out, sold the cow for beans Told young wifey, "I love ya, honey But you gotta hit the streets, go and
t stop, paw (Your world don't stop) And on and on and on (Your world don't stop, stop, stop) And on and on and on (Your world don't stop) (Your world
a future in it. You left me a dream to room with, A coffee pot from peru, A knife and fork to spoon with, Everything but you. You left me a horse from
sheep And take them to phat beats and show them my work And have them say I'm the man And play them out like a jerk And flirt with a wink and eyebrow
4 pound on me and you can have it [Chorus] [Verse 1] This here make ya piss in ya sweats you know me michell and Ness Smithin and Wess Pistol and vest
penetration with a fork and a spoon I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas Sour
? Nigga chill, take these beans and a-walk (uh-huh) Plant em in New York and they'll grow into a weedstalk He asked me, "Was the chronic ?" I said, "Ask
