the moon's full, and the sky is bright, and so you and me are gonna get drunk tonight. we're gonna steal some tractors and head on into town, find
like me You know I shun fancy things like electricity At 4:30 in the mornin' I'm milking cows Jedediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool And I've been milking
hearts are goldless gold From milkless milk and silkless silk We are growing used to soulless souls Such grafting times we never saw That's why we have a pure
fifth floor. Circle all around me, Coming for the kill, kill, kill Oh kill me baby Like a kamikaze Heading for a spill. Oh but it's all spilt milk to
-fifth floor Circle all around me Coming for the kill, kill, kill, oh, kill me baby Like a Kamikaze heading for a spill Oh, but it's all split milk to
Of course, my Actions Affirmative like Nas Escobar Flip a quarter, heads or tails you're gettin' slaughtered I blow the S-L boy out of order My mental disorder is pure
Fuck, kill, and prosper is the gospel of Wonderland Where street sands are quick to suck you down to the abyss With the lure of pure bliss if you kiss
a one two check a one two If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all - a check one check two now I check you Now everyone knows I got the milk
this I hear you braggin 'bout the money you fold Same nigga that be kissin' my colon When you picture me rollin' Nigga picture me holdin', pure heat
I love you, but God he loves you better Open up your heart you'll find it's heaven sent And all your thoughts become so pure so relevant Exceptions
rogue psychosis we are the cause - we are the cure Across each continent and nation spread without discrimination, we refuse our medication - yet inject the virus pure
flying, trees were dying-- dandelions were crippled, bald . . . We saw it all in colour-- now we're waiting for the cloud. A mother forcefed baby milk
'm talking about Milk chocolate girl... hhhmmmm... ohoh Milk chocolate girl... hmmmmm... Milk chocolate girl... hmmmmm... Yeah, I'm a milk chocolate girl... licking my fingers clean chorus Milk
the night air To cast off its shroud and reveal your dark truths Diana, sweet maiden, so pale and so pure
in the mornin' Pure love baby you're the picture of pure love Ninety nine and forty four one hundreds percent pure love Pure love, baby it's pure love Milk
(Dolly Parton) Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy There's a city where the streets are paved in gold A land where the milk and the honey flow And a
My lover always meets me with a smile My lover always kind, always patient My lover like honey and milk My lover on a cold November morning But on the
as white as milk, Two: the cape as red as blood, Three: the hair as yellow as corn, Four: the slipper as pure as gold. Bring me these Before the chime
