exact syllable matches

in bed before

9 o'clock

out and

bite a dog

it not

blind us all

burn like the

Don't miss the

brightest star

a stick of

Brighton rock

- The Night

Brighton Rocked

going to

buy a car

get whacked

got hit
run over

by a car

pulled over

by a cop

BEEN KISSED

BY A DOG

in history,

by a lot

and government

been caught

by a mob

forcibly replaced

by a mosque

to death

by a rock

clods, untroubled

by a spark

dictated to

by a watch

only be filled

by applause

Gustave Courbet, made

by Nadar

completely burnt up

by prajna

clasped me

by the arm

got 'em

got him
got us
got you

by the balls

decentralization concluded

by the Bomb

aspect, stood

by the car

livin' life

by the drop

Land, blessed

by the gods

and body

power enriched

by the heart

be proposed

by the hon

equally protected

punish him
therefore, protected

by the law

not live

shall die

by the Law

was run

by the mob

suggested originally

by the parts

being crushed

by the rocks

then eaten

by the shark

are oppressed

be trampled
the weak
weak but

by the strong

right-center, nearly

thy body

by the wall

twenty-nine minutes

by the watch

am a

are a

child of God

bull in a

china shop

at my father's

China shop

to ever

climb the charts

most unbearable

crime of all

he would

die of shock

deserves to

die, a lot

pangs, she is

dined upon

allowed to

can you
he can't
motion to
They

drive a car

have to

drive come on

Clemente could

could really

drive the ball

I

drive the car

it can

drive up walls

have the

in the
under the
unto the

eyes of God

nor the

eyes of thought

he rests his

eyes upon

backing rebels to

fight Assad

has to

fight 'em off

Who has the

final call

God have no

final cause

ready for the

final pop

This is the

final straw

lobby to

find a cot

able to

find a job

going to

find her gone

do we

find the bomb

He'll

find us all

one always

finds a scar

finally transcends the

finest thought

this about a

fire barge

by producing a sure-

fire flop

like guns that

right, guns that

fire shots

furnishing matter for camp-

fire talk

I draw

fire watch

regarding the carrying of

fire-arms

That's how house

fires start

Don't fool yourself,

Fire-Top

Like happy festival

fireworks, ya

boyling pot

flies come not

the same

flight of thought

dare penetrate this

frightful maw

why Stephen

Fry fucked off

is like a

giant bomb

Like a

giant carp

And then that

giant dog

around in a

giant frog

end to this

overthrow of this

giant wrong

just sort of

glide along

results in a

guileless heart

owe that

guy a lot

should the

guy, come on

saying this

guy's a cop

missed you

guys a lot

kill bad

of us

guys, come on

is the

height of art

a little

height of thought

possible to express

higher art

Lincoln served a

higher cause

answer to a

go by a
Love is our

higher law

sun god, the

highest god

of a fire

hydrant off

Once

I come off

off when

I come on

Wherein have

I done wrong

and see what

As for me,
in so deep
Oh, and Coach,
was drinking and
You could be,

I forgot

 

I just thought

Have

I learned aught

but what

I learned was

And

I love karts

same person

I once was

Okay, Can

I trust ya

even if

I were wrong

What am

I, a dog

Beware the

ides of March

The

Ides of March

in inertia and

idle talk

are, of course

idle thoughts

They'll know

I'm a cop

Today

I'm a dog

It's like

I'm a God

local-live-home entertainment,

I'm a GOD

class thinks

I'm a narc

It's because

I'm a PROP

a star,

I'm a star

apparently

I'm a twat

around if

I'm just gone

Besides,

I'm the car

are made of

iron bars

had this cast

iron jaw

I left my

with the flat

iron on

those bones an

iron wall

 

Isaac Watts

with a cool

island song

could say

I've a call

most fascinating

kind of art

is every

kind of fraud

of any

kind of god

mean that

worship one

kind of God

girl was

kind of hot

the same

kind of law

listen, I'm

kind of lost

He's

That is

kind of odd

its own

kind of shot

it's

kind of small

write those

kind of songs

just this

kind of spa

for that

in that

kind of talk

indeed a

kind of thought

had those

kind of thoughts

got all

kinds of faults

at all

kinds of jobs

very different

kinds of thoughts

seriously wounded in

knife assaults

stable boy at

Knighton Hall

you thus

lie cut off

but something that

lies upon

to tear your

life apart

the

life of god

a heap of

lifeless dogs

the battery

light comes on

in the

to the

light of God

passage I should

light upon

highest candle

lights the dark

open, the

lights were on

moon is

like a ball

that look

like a box

start thinking

like a broad

it worked

like a charm

I'm thinking

like a cop

a hole

And beg
arms, just
cake, salivating
He died
She's panting
shoot him
takes this
that looks
the bush
you down

like a dog

It sounds

You smell

like a fart

patience everywhere

like a fog

above thee,

apprehension how
He's
into silence,
up, distant,

like a god

treated me

like a God

herself, vibrating

like a harp

watch us

watched him
watching me

like a hawk

and wallows

look just
to livin'

like a hog

looked more

think I'd

like a large

Slept

like a log

it sounds

people you
that eels

like a lot

life is

like a mop

but solid

like a rock

I'm

like a shark

about you

my skin

like a shawl

and going

been in

like a shot

cant look

like a slob

to feel

like a stall

and flashed

can shine

like a star

graces, just

like the boss

is just

like the dark

philosophy if,

like the hon

It's,

like, a law

it was

like, a Pop

my own

line of thought

that it can

live apart

die Wellen an

meinen Kahn

was written by

Michael Arndt

the Italian by

Michael Hardt

 

Michael Johns

pencils initially by

Michael Lark

told him that,

Michael paused

here to investigate

I'm

Michael Vaughn

They

might hurt ya

me about,

might run off

crater half a

mile across

embrace the

is the
like the

mind of God

1 in D

minor, Op

up on

my front lawn

food in

my fur was

and sort out

dead nigger in
foghorn sitting in
this cave is
you back to

my garage

to cut

my nuts off

for, for

my one shot

you'll find

my son, Mar

All

my work, gone

and soon

night must fall

can't last until

we're on at
would leave about

nine o'clock

Rise of the

Pirate God

in the

price of stocks

joined the King's

served in his

private guard

Teeny weensy

private parte

friends know my

you touch their

private parts

suffer with the

private smart

rhythm of their

private thoughts

paltriest of our

private wants

about it

could handle
to laugh
upset me
watched him

quite a lot

it was

quite a shock

that didn't

quite come off

Oh, I

quite forgot

was like a

rifle shot

waited for the

rifle shots

order to

point, let's

right a wrong

little Lisa comes

right along

Just blow her

right apart

from evil,

I know
just knowing
know everything
or my
still knew
still know
taught me
they knew
we decide
you tell

right from wrong

guns don't

right the wrongs

All

right, come on

employed in a

great and a
Ours is a
undividedly to a
working for a

righteous cause

praying to a

righteous God

respect the

the natural

rights of all

rare man Leo

Ryan was

Thus will

shine the dawn

have a

side of cock

face, some

oppose the

side of God

with a

side of sauce

and reversible

side of thought

in the

sight of all

in the

sight of God

A

it's a

sign from God

in the

signs of God

Come on,

find Jay and
is my hetero-life-mate,
Jay and
Love, Jay and

Silent Bob

all fell into

silent thought

not have the

slightest charm

you spot the

slightest flaw

watching television, we

smile alot

great history

styles of art

roll to

tie the knot

take, the Golden

Tiger Claws

the same

time a fraud

actually taking some

time apart

the tex-mex that

TIME FORGOT

most trying

time of all

Third

time's the charm

was young,

times were hard

and his hounds

tire not

report in her

tired drawl

I'm

tired, boss

and with the

tires gone

give you a

me a world
title shot after
to get a

title shot

how ridiculous the

titles are

you think that

trial cost

paper law and

trial law

are going to

trial, y'all

not disturb the

tribal bonds

spiritual teacher, a

tribal god

dwelt a

tribe of gods

That

type of song

are two

types of balls

are different

types of cars

been through some

vital part

they're gonna

wind up on

He's put his

wiper on

lot and

write a lot

down and

night and
to

write a song

and not

write the law

I might have

writer's block

common vengeance

writes the law

with 1 extra syllable

Someone you

admire a lot

Fred, standing

behind the car

meters in,

behind the rock

the Stars

behind the stars

dead mouse

behind the wall

which they themselves

decide upon

Bill Clinton

Bin Laden

decide what's taught

chose to

we will

defy the law

after all,

derives from art

of our emotions,

desires, thoughts

What does the

empire want

proof has become

enlightened thought

will have the

entire arm

model of the

entire mall

The

entire song

the

excitement starts

unjust and, perhaps,

impious part

cooped up

inside a lot

about what's

inside the box

be what's

put you

inside the car

no lights

inside the cars

the food

inside the heart

and seep

inside the walls

got me

outside the bar

Too far

outside the box

to act

to live

outside the law

I said

outside the shop

that may be

the ministers be

relied upon

our poorest citizens

rely upon

be a

reply, a shock

really does his

required part

A crisis, unfortunately,

requires thought

did he

rewrite the OS

a good

supply of salve

She

surprised us all

said I'd

survive the job

did not

survive the Pox

with 2 extra syllables

We

improvise a lot

soften and

purify the heart

them they

signify a crop

That wasn't a

tranquilizer dart