disgusts me, I see through your macho lies Fight everything you stand for There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore Maybe what we had was just green corn
one knows are they phony Or maybe are they real? Corn circles, hey Corn circles, hey Corn circles, is somebody playing a trick? Corn circles, pixies
keep in a jar You bury your dreams or you wish on a star for an ocean line ticket back to where you were born Away from these hard times and the acres of corn
Hot corn cold corn bring along the demijohn Hot corn cold corn bring along the demijohn Hot corn cold corn bring along the demijohn Fare thee
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and it won't take long a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn the reason why i never could tell but that young man was always well he planted his corn
, let's go Hey yo Fif' Yeah? Call 'em and tell 'em It's time to hate us again We're back Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care My enemies crack corn
Jimmy can crack corn, but I don't care My enemies crack corn, but I don't care You can be black, white or a albino yeah You can have corn rows inside
and again When the green turns golden brown And the summer sun shall fade to winter sky Old Oak King, it's time for you to die The King, the Corn
Well she's a tongue twisting storm She will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money She's a funky thigh
Come on strong girl, lay the heavy trick on me The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be Make me baby, make me know you really care Make me
it won't take long 'Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn The reason why I never could tell For that young man was always well He planted his corn
Where corn don't grow" Hard times are real There's dusty fields no matter where you go You may change your mind 'Cause the weeds are high where corn
' pass de bottle when he got dry An' brush away de blue-tail fly Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care Jimmie crack corn
' it won't take long 'Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn The reason why I never could tell For that young man was always well He planted his corn
won't do it and I need a little whiskey and rye There's only one thing gonna do the trick for me There's only one thing gonna do the trick for me And that's the corn
be out on the floor like rug Corn liquor (corn liquor) corn liquor (corn liquor) what makes you do what you do Well they feel no pain when you touch their brain corn
had for dinner was a can-o-corn A can-o-corn,a can-o-corn All I had for dinner was a can-o-corn A can-o-corn, a can-o-corn Before I went to school,
