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david chidiac – all good things… lyrics

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(verse 1)
game on like this the fourth
every move i make starts at the back court
she holding me against the wall
with her mind she makes me crawl
she the socket i’m the wrench
no pausing when she start to clench
hammering the mighty wench
the fair maiden doth not protest
least 18 so no arrest
watching her slowly undress
her body got me feeling blessed
removed my mind from its duress
this kid is high on holy weed
walking round fast hand held firm on his seed
lotta cheek, ray liotta, lotta speed
expletive filled diatribe
everyone is feeling weak
can he get away from all the pessimism that he teach
c-cky with that wacky speech
speaking like he bout to preach
the holy word he helped to reap
his voice is booming extra deep
b-tches curling cheezy weak
cr-ss and brash my tone it fleets
holden me down by the safety seat
the car is leaving, feeling beached
the boat i boarded barely sneaks
my nike’s are moist, got soggy feet
wheatbix like a bowl of treats
bowling with the leprechauns i bumped into on elm st
salman rushed me past the creeps
my words are causing holy fleets
the patter tatter of their feet
as armies march all down my street
going…

(hook) x2
ah
all my good things
are coming are coming to an end
this is the happiest i’ve ever been
i need your love
your love till the end
so don’t leave me all alone

(verse 2)
my heart beats like barns and farms of animals that’s bleeding for a new found free
dome of gl-ss that im breaking through smash has me hulking just to get a bit of action when i crash
like marty mcfly from the sky i come fast
she’s embarr-ssed to admit that i never really last
but if first things first then i’m a curse
i’m the tinder and she’s about to burn
light up the midnight skies
high as a f-cking kite
right?
ike and tina being a bit of pansy -ss clowns
with the whipping and the sipping
sniffing formula down
baby do the math
our equations ain’t balanced
t–ter totter like she clever
she a cleaver need to sheathe her
uncle tom when we hit the top
sponging off me like bob
so high she was under see
get it under sea?
hah anyway like bob she hop and drop serving face and patties like she happy when she really really snappy
or like bob she sappy and just a little wacky
or is it warren, either way she warrant a nice cell and some chains
but i digress
this mortal coil has me in unrest
oh yes i detest and despise all the looks in their eyes when they eye me and try to fight me for my right to ignite so try me!
ga!!

(hook) x2



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