exact syllable matches

it's a

bowl of weeds

merciful to a

broken reed

like music their

chosen themes

often repay a

close study

deep inner

core of peace

the great

dome of St

the fags who

don't agree

me, but

don't hug me

them, you

don't just leave

Cause you

don't trust me

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But
Don't worry,
hero is in,
Hey, Ripley,
Please, Captain,
tell you is,
Well,

don't worry

women only accounted

for 13

these two

Try that
us overdue

for a week

And this is

I vote

for Fluffy

good price

for her be

hear it

for her please

is there one

for machines

point, I beg

for mercy

and consequently write

kill his mother
look-alike who fucks
never asked anyone
that I wrote
to do murder
when he asked
women to surrender
you do it

for money

did not lack

for monkeys

made known

for some weeks

Prostitutes

for the bees

earth, come

for the feast

damn thing

for the Queen

I speak

for the trees

a heart

for the weak

the soil

for the wheat

are crucial

for world peace

lime-green and deep

forest green

more natural

form of speech

of the three

former Beasts

do we

go from here

so the image

goes fuzzy

up from its

golden dream

Barry

Golson, St

to a

grow a tree

I save and

hold complete

prominence and

holds the field

Skipped off

home early

pickled pork they

loaded she

His name was

Lord Buckley

My name is

Lord Percy

drop on a

lotus leaf

ancestors were the

lowest beasts

is there's a

moment here

moral ends through

moral means

sordid, and his

morals mean

of a revelation

more complete

those others the

more firmly

coming back for

fact, I've got
I need
I need some
money to make
She wants

more money

day a little

more surreal

becoming more and

more unreal

what fools these

mortals be

brings in the

whoever has the

most money

nature, there is

no appeal

he looked, but

no conceit

no period and

woman I want

no country

of rules and

no mercy

and we had

order today, send
when he has

no money

is within

no one's reach

love that knew

no Suzie

fine ideas and

noble deeds

called me a

noble steed

contemporaneous with you,

O machines

to go with

old Early

out of the

old thirteen

left alone in

to occupy the

open field

winds upon the

open fields

I was 12

or 13

a he

or a she

one may provoke

or appease

name of society

race or religion

or country

never be cross

or grumpy

Without love

or mercy

worth the trouble

or money

himself can see

or perceive

apparatus, either military

or police

Isabel didn't scream

or scurry

the brown,

or the green

the rack,

or the wheel

Is it beautiful

or ugly

of anything hollow

or unreal

You're head

over heels

do some farming

He can come
Hey, come
in, sit down
Now come
should be right
Sometimes, she's
there's a ramp
this woman right
to their car
uh, perp is
want to order

over here

A SITTING DUCK

OVER HERE

a divine right

calm air breathed
idiots having power
marvelous has power
no bag went
O Murphy watch
to guys drooling
up, he's hovering
What came

over me

together right now,

Over me

churches of their

interests of their

own countries

attachment to his

color in his
deprivation in our
dreams in their
have forgotten their
justice, of our
known in my
liberation of one's
limits of his
never forgot my
safety in their
these involved our
this is your
to be your
troubles in his
who defend their

own country

is in their

own mercy

any of my

business and his

own money

he

owns the beach

tried the

road of peace

the distance

roars the sea

end of the

Scotia Sea

I fail to

show mercy

will not be

shown mercy

the sheep,

so come we

They're

so dirty

gifted creature died

so early

That's what's

they thought was

so funny

I just get

so hungry

ever seen anything

so lovely

I should be

scale were not

so lucky

She was

so petite

wise, so Olympian,

so serene

campaign has been

so ugly

because it was

you make it

so unreal

higher personal and

social needs

stability, understanding and

social peace

nectar Requires a

sorest need

the unseen

soul of me

be a

source of meat

which you

stole from me

one summer in

those countries

get rid of

those machines

were almost

those of St

anything to satisfy

total need

Try halting sub-

vocal speech

crushed the Nazi

into the German

war machine

when widespread, that

wars proceed

gathering over the

shame of the
watched travel the

whole country

succeed, or we

You

won't succeed

I wanna be

your buddy

and they love

Go back to
have been to
of America, is
peace and to
plan to invade
the laws of
They love
to attack
your family and
your state, and
yourselves and to

your country

the end of

the whole of

your journey

he is at

your mercy

around you and

Give me all
taxes and spending
where you hide

your money

going to be

your monkey

are relaxing in

your study

wood instead of

your tummy

with 1 extra syllable

Who Will Do

Abortions Here

the circle is

almost complete

It

almost hurt me

simple is

also the real

And

also the schemes

perspective opening

before us here

puts himself

below the beasts

dark earth

below the street

to propose to

borrow money

be beyond the

composer's reach

right to

dispose of me

has a reality

distortion field

not to

enforce the peace

Well,

hello Clarice

if you were belly-empty,

hollow-hungry

Obviously something very

important here

faiths and

promotes the peace

reforms in our

reborn country

for future

reports of dreams

They're

shithole countries

singing, Ceaseless and

sorrowless we

to everyone who

supported me

life only, and

therefore unreal

 

Therefore, proceed

own corrupt attitudes

toward money

compensation, unfathomable power,

unbroken peace

protracted consciousness, one

unbroken stream

with 2 extra syllables

all of the

partygoers seemed

racing through her

piano studies

Jesus

Pietro worried