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humbelle bumbelle - three tree lyrics

verse 1 (dred):
have i?
have i found
what i was looking for
in this world
yeah this world right here
hm?
brought to you
through the thoughts of glue
all to blue
cause i ought to do
when i get up from the morning
i wanna be the one that’s storming
i wanna be the dead end
so i can be very
and i can stop blaring
that’s what i thought of
it’s the cut off
i was tryna do what i thought to
in the beginning
where it all came through
the colour was blue
and i was you
still coming through
d+mn…
chorus (humbelle bumbelle):
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a hotdog and a pickle together
together together
together on a
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a pickle and a hotdog together
together on a

verse 2 (dred):
one two three
gonna be free
as i can see god
and me on a tree
he died for my sins
the real thing begins
when i mend myself
and i resurrect with growth
yeah i’m coming back in the next life
if you can’t survive in this life
how can you survive in the next
if you’re on self+destruct
you better eject from the jet
and be whatchu wanna be
and respect the g
od
till you’re on top of the sea
infinity
until it’s clearly that you wanna be free
of all the holes that gravity pulls
that turn into pages
set the stages
rearranges
just
chorus (humbelle bumbelle):
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a hotdog and a pickle together
together together
together on a
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a pickle and a hotdog together
together on a

verse 3 (dred):
when it’s too hot to hold
i’m not tryna be bold
i’m not tryna buy everything i’m sold
till i’m outta gold
y’all rolled
and then i got up
i fought
till i got caught
and then i was robbed
mm
cause i gotta be nice
i gotta be the nice guy
christ in me
life to god
with the good shampoo
look at you
tryna be what you thought through
look at the glue
outta your ears
rearrange the mirrors
get rid of your crystal clear fears
till it disappears
you are the one
jesus was born on his birthday
chorus (humbelle bumbelle):
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a hotdog and a pickle together
together together
together on a
what colour do you want on your cat?
not bl++dy
what material do you want to wear?
not pr+ckly
when you have a pickle and a hotdog together
together on a

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