Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You, you
'll pee on Rihanna, see man, I'll do what I wanna Spray perfume in a sauna room, crazy gluing Madonna To the La-Z-Boy sofa, fold her in two then sit on her Imagine
'ma show you how we break an artist That's a threat, I'm not makin' a promise Speak to the people like Barack Obama They worship like the black Madonna
alive like a piranaha Now Madonna done fucked everybody but me But I heard she got the clap (awwww!!) Pass me a Newport, it could be a light Image is
she is no longer there To shine, to dazzle, or betray How she lived, how she shone But how soon the lights were gone [Embalmers:] Eyes, hair, face, image
America Only Margherita move like the Mardi Gras. Mama oh mama now mama Come tell me that you wanna You wanna oh mama in my pyjama. My imagination
how stupid we can be, be 'Cause this is the first song But definitely not the song I know that you are liquid For I'm the governess of alone The things I've imagined
I have to say the words? THIS TIME I think about her all the time She's my fantasy An image burnin' in my mind Callin' out to me While my imagination
annihilation "Imagine" Imagine there's no heaven, It's easy if you try, No hell below us, Above us only sky, Imagine all the people living for today... Imagine
night 'Cause your girl never took her time [Montell Jordan - Verse One] Tell me What it's like to be inside I can imagine 'Cause girl I like the
a No-Doz Madonna road Boys with broken bones out in the night With secret messages to frightening to the decode Madonna road I said, Madonna road I said, Madonna
(by Madonna) What at you looking at? Strike a pose Strike a pose Vogue, vogue, vogue Vogue, vogue, vogue Look around Everywhere You turn Is heartache
stupid we can be. 'Cause this is the first song but definitely not the song. I know that you are liquid, for I'm the governess of alone. The things I've imagined
I'll pee on Rhianna, see man I do what I wanna Spray perfume in her sauna room, Krazy Gluing Madonna To the Lay-Z-Boy sofa, fold her in two, then sit on her Imagine
like instead of a silence, you'd have me fronting into the amplifier point with the thumb, at which mc to admire i got hi-res images of drum sounds that
like a piranaha Now Madonna done fucked everybody but me But I heard she got the clap (awwww!!) Pass me a Newport, it could be a light Image is nothing
