There'll be like a ball and like an old dance hole,

or no truth is the mall, but whatever you call it, you can rest the show

the world to dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hop the whole gang with about the ground to start at your wake

and never stop you in an income fool, you never knew how to behave.

But today we're done, because you'll be done,

and bring the family alone, find a spot on the lawn

and play this song over the PA.

Dancing on your

day that we all have been waiting for

this is the calm we pray

dancing on your tray

the food and dial can be thrown away

at least the one for this may

forget all the top of when your name get scrawled upon the can be thrown away, at least the one for this name.

Forget a little doubt that when your name gets scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not invitations, this is what they will say.

If you're tired for your huddled masses, put your glasses, shade your grasses, set up a little brain,

while we dance on your brain.

Dancing on your brain, a glorious tooth, don't you tell you, as here decay we embrace.

Dancing on your rain, Camel walk right where your feet would be a running man right on your face Choose the picture of your head. Choose the picture of your red is that I will be at least,

and then I took the stealthy as my best to call your dream.

Mabuzza, limboingo Chachar Tangle number

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