Songs Book - Custom Made Lyrics.

*** WARNING: August Songs have some Bad Language in them *** Please take this with caution. If you agree to these terms and conditions. Then please proceed. This is my Songs, my Lyrics shared to the World Of Movellas. Some of these songs are being performed by some close friends and relatives. Rock-Bands, Rappers, and all the ones that love Music. Everyone is invited. If you ever want to sing one of these songs' Go ahead. Just don't steal the content. Thanks. - Luke J.R

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13. Happy Lands To The Future...

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside.

We come from happy land, full of futures and pride.

It’s like a magical world, so whimsical.

So futuristic, we come from a happy land…

With oak trees inside, flower beds on the side.

With heaven looking down, and another one looking up.

 

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside…

And a flower bed on the side.

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside.

And that is why we call it our pride… (Our pride.)

 

Mrs.Mulgrew, she has a lot to do…

She’d tell us stories… she’d fill us with glorious cookies.

She’d shake side to side, with her dancing shoes holding her back.

And the side to side, shakiness, it amazes me, every time.

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside.

So magical, so whimsical… so futuristic and tragically resistant.

 

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside.

We come from happy land, full of futures and pride.

We come from a happy land, a land of forgiving.

We come from a happy land, a place for thanksgiving.

It’s like a whimsical place… to be, with futures in mind.

And powers set to the side, and loved ones claiming your hands.

You’d hold them tightly, and you’d cry so violently. So violently…

And that is the magical world, of our imagination!

 

We come from a happy land, with oak trees inside.

A spider who says hello, who’s a creature in our mind.

It drools saliva, a sticky toxic fluid. It reminds me of venom.

Something so toxic, something so painful.

It reminds me of the hell lands…

We come from a happy land… with oaks trees dying.

And that’s the end of our adventure, for now…

For now… - for now… and soon… it’ll be… forever! (Forever… x2)

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