your dog The mysterious fox of Fox Hollow You ask me how I know Though I never have seen him one day at the barn I saw his tracks in the snow, four of
The majestic northern lights I praise Thee, o Master For the gift of nature I praise Thee For the landscape of Scandinavia Thou spread snow like wool
I saw you yonder Where soon the snows will cover There, where the columbine will grow Then I saw something Makes me know That I know nothing While high
the line for the quarter back sack Of the money I dress like it's cold, not sunny But slyer than a Persian fox tryin' to catch a bunny In the snow I'
dawn's early light, oh How did the fox get the raven, the crow? Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Why did the hen pick grains in the snow? Oh yeah, oh yeah,
nose to the wind and the scent of the seal made him tremble He smelled the fox in its lair and the weasel and hare felt lichen and snow 'neath his paws
man and the moneylenders growl Like dogs in the midwinter The weaker of the herd can feel their eyes and hear them howl Like dogs in the midwinter Though the fox
just yet (Niggas is gone) I need to see you son of a bitches sweat What I got, son, my shit is prop', son (I love) With Prem' in the drivin' seat and Freddie Fox
outside Hey yo, minute you know it`s cold outside Catchin` frostbite will never let you slide Don`t ya know it`s warm outside said the rabbit and the fox
There's a frost on the fields and a chill to the night Where the vixen screams and the dog fox fights And all the world is lying still In silent ease
time I inspire you to write a song, cmon (Chorus) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty be-low Ask
it to a laughing fox A minstrel bought a crooked spoon He gave it to a blue baboon Who filled it full of virgin snow And watched it in the afterglow
I'll be the fox by the road I am Enormous and evolved. A predatory mass, in the dark I am unseen Me dripping oil from my tail and My eyes are through
smell of a mississippi grill Played trombone once for a delta dollar bill Pull the snow around me snug like a blanket of wool If I lie here to freeze to death I'd be another fox
to see the climax of the buldgefull souls caught in battle as we all get sucked into this mess and judge blatent savagery seen by blind eyes endless fox
' to blitz through the line for the quarter back sack Of the money I dress like it's cold, not sunny But slyer than a (?) fox tryin' to catch a bunny In the snow
of Jupiter. Chorus: Edweena never knowing why her friend would ramble so She shut him out and left a pout to bleed upon the snow. Porcupine: Mourning