Ima Robot Lyrics

Ima Robot Lyrics

"What Are We Made From? Lyrics"

Joan of Arc Lyrics
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this dark and smoky night. She said, "I'm tired

Goodnight!
The day is done
And death awaits
Rest your head
In wavy sun

Come, take my hand
And sing along
The key of blue
This endless song
His face worn through
But worn with pride
He saved us all
With his hot suicide

It was such a gift
We thank you
From the bottom of our hearts
Now we'll do our best
To play the parts
Yamkela Lyrics
Wasted disposable dying scum Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum Isn't that what we're all waiting for So we can go home and celebrate our good life But

And he's filled with magic
Yet he is also tragic too
And this, my friends, he knew
Fates left him with no lover
Still watching from eyes of others, ooh
It makes him feel like new
Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?

Do you know what you are?
You tried to sav
Rainbow Colors Lyrics
[Chorus] I got them rainbow colors in my cup Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (Gettin Blowed) That's that syrup motherfucker that's
the world?
Nothing is good or evil here.
We're all just happy ? Heh-heh-heh
You know where you are?
What are we...?

What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we?

And he's filled with magic
Yet he's also tragic too
And this, my friends, he knew
Fate leaves him with
Only A Man Lyrics
Well you know it is hard Being a long time apart But it's you that I love, don't you see And when I go away You say, please stay okay I want you to stay only with me Well you know it
no lover
Still watching from eyes of others
It makes him feel like new

Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?

Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?