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>kekekekekekek!!!
Shills ran outta beer long ago
Fired off of 225 filtered wtf's!
Noagendashow.net had a short clip of an interview about
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evelyn_Robert_de_Rothschild
Said it was pronounced EVIL-yn
>Gnite frenzâŚ
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dguAf6GZsdM
Tweedle dee Dum & Tweedle dee Dee
Theyâre throwing knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead manâs bones
Got their noses to the grindstones
Living in the Land of Nod
Trustinâ their fate
to the Hands of God
They pass by so silently
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee
Well, theyâre going to the country theyâre gonna retire
Theyâre taking a street car named Desire
Looking in the window with the pecan pie
Lot of things theyâd like they would never buy
Neither one gonna turn and run
Theyâre making a voyage to the sun
âHis Masterâs voice is calling meâ
Says Tweedle-dee Dum
to Tweedle-dee Dee
Tweedle-dee Dee and Tweedle dee Dum
All that and more and then some
They walk among the stately trees
They know the secrets of the breeze
Tweedle-dee Dum said to Tweedle dee Dee
âYour presence is obnoxious to meâ
Theyâre like babies sittinâ on a womanâs knee
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Well, the rain beating down on my window pane
I got love for you and itâs all in vain
Brains in the pot, theyâre beginning to boil
Theyâre dripping with garlic and olive oil
Tweedle-dee De
heâs on his hands and his knees
Saying, âThrow me somethinâ, Mister, pleaseâ
âWhatâs good for you is good for meâ
Says Tweedle dee Dum to Tweedle dee Dee
Well, theyâre living in a happy harmony
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Theyâre one day older and a dollar short
Theyâve got a parade permit and a police escort
Theyâre lying low and theyâre makinâ hay
They seem determined to go all the way
They run a brick-and-tile company
Tweedle dee Dum and Tweedle dee Dee
Well a childish dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a sacred dream
My pretty baby, sheâs lookinâ around
Sheâs wearinâ a multi-thousand dollar gown
Tweedle dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man
Tweedle dee Dum, heâll stab you where you stand
âIâve had too much of your companyâ
Says Tweedle dee Dum to Tweedle dee Dee
Bob Dylan - 2011 Denmark
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