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Tool Jimmy

What was it like to see The face of your own stability Suddenly look away Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone. Eleven is

Tulkojums: Instruments. Jimmy.

: What was it like to see The face of your own stability Suddenly look away Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? Eleven and she was gone. Eleven

Hot girls outta road dat seh dem see mi see mi And a tell mi seh dem have somethin fi gimme gimme How much a night dem all a dream bout di Jimmy Jimmy

about that, he'd always make me sit in the back With all his dead bodies on my lap (move!) When I got home, enough of the static Hammer and tools, went

my speed Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze He's artist of the year, who can touch me son? Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun

Mass murderin', brains on the floor You're dead 'cause I said you shouldn't live no more You done and made me lose my cool Where's my tool? Who's the

Messengers Horace Silver, Bill Evans to Terry Gibbs on the vibe Gary Burton and album archives Like Donald Byrd George Duke and Lee Morgan Shirley Scott, Groove Holmes and Jimmy

the Lee, We had Hogan from County Tyrone And we had Jimmy McGurk who was scared stiff of work And a lad from Westmeath called Malone O we had Slugger O'Toole