Dear god, when I wake up, please can I have wings on my penis? amen Uh yo huh yeah let's do this Hey, yo, fuck this shit, I prayed to god but he forgot this kid Woke up and I was like, "I can't believe this, still ain't got no wings on my penis" Penises

I surrender, dear. We've played the game of stay away But it cost more that I can pay. Without you I can't make my way, I may seem proud, I may act gay, It's just a pose, I'm not that way, 'Cause deep down in my heart I say Little mean things we were

I was (Raised on the radio, raised on the radio, raised on the radio) And the radio played And the radio plays I remember riding shotgun in daddy's Chevrolet, We'd crank up the pioneers, and we'd sing away, Sometimes he'd let me take the wheel and we'd

Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight I pray the Lord my soul to keep Say your prayers little one Don't forget, my son To include everyone Tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes

Watch out fi dis Watch out fi dis, a di maddest lyrics Mash up di place, push you hand up fi dis Yo mi nah miss numba one pon di list Di gal dem a twist, waist line can't resist Sound tun up inna di place so mi glad sehh mi in yah (Aaaah) When good music

Desert shadows creep across purple sands. Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans. There, silhouetted under and eastern star, I see my long lost blossom of shalimar You, Misirlou, Are the moon and the sun, fairest one. Old temple bells are calling

Hear my sinner's prayer I am what I am And I don't wanna break the heart of any other man But you, but you It's the only one I know It sure as hell don't rhyme But it's as good as, good as, good as, good as gold Good as, good as, good as, good as gold I

That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball! Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall He stands like a statue,

This is my lover's prayer I hope it'll reach out to you, my love This is my lover's prayer And I hope you can understand it, my love My life is such a weary thing But it might be your own presence bringing rain You keep wanting, waiting and wishing When

I am my hair, I am my hair Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair I've had enough, this is my prayer That I'll die living just as free as my hair I'm as free as my hair I just wanna be myself Free as my hair, hair, hair Hair, hair, hair (Uh huh, uh huh)