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Pigeons & Penguins Video (MV)




Performed By: sam blehar
Length: 3:44
Written by: sam blehar, Samuel Blehar




sam blehar - Pigeons & Penguins Lyrics
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This is life
Let's begin
There is love
There is sin
There is choice
There is fate
Let it flow or marinate
As I live
There's a voice
In my head
Makin' noise
Count your money
Count your toys
What he says
Stupid boy
Stupid boy
There's a heart
It's a different type of smart
Not a word
Not a brain
Not a thought
Not the same
It's alive
It's a vibe
It's a different type of high
When you're born, you forget
But you remember when you die
Born again, I could say
But religion ain't the way
Start a war
Spread the pain
Say a prayer
Don't complain
It's the same, if you think
Holy water, pinot blanc
Holy blessing, giving thanks
A confession or the plank
Walk it, talk it
You could stop it
But it's too late
On a rocket
Being honest
Being on it
You could profit
In an office
You want cash
Expensive bags
With fancy tags
But then you die
And wonder why
Oh well goodbye
Gimme that cash
I don't even know where the time goes
I don't even know when my eye closed
I don't even know where my mind go
I'm designed to
Spit out the heat like the sun do
Spit out the beats like a shrute do
Spit out the sweets on a fruit loop
In a new troop
I'm feelin high
Been around for a bit so drop by
Please don't die
Just say why
Curious, me too, watch me fly
Furious, breath in... smile
This is my favorite part
Of the song
Sing along
This is my favorite part
Of the song
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This is life
Let's begin
There is love
There is sin
There is choice
There is fate
Let it flow or marinate
As I live
There's a voice
In my head
Makin' noise
Count your money
Count your toys
What he says
Stupid boy
Stupid boy
There's a heart
It's a different type of smart
Not a word
Not a brain
Not a thought
Not the same
It's alive
It's a vibe
It's a different type of high
When you're born, you forget
But you remember when you die
Born again, I could say
But religion ain't the way
Start a war
Spread the pain
Say a prayer
Don't complain
It's the same, if you think
Holy water, pinot blanc
Holy blessing, giving thanks
A confession or the plank
Walk it, talk it
You could stop it
But it's too late
On a rocket
Being honest
Being on it
You could profit
In an office
You want cash
Expensive bags
With fancy tags
But then you die
And wonder why
Oh well goodbye
Gimme that cash
I don't even know where the time goes
I don't even know when my eye closed
I don't even know where my mind go
I'm designed to
Spit out the heat like the sun do
Spit out the beats like a shrute do
Spit out the sweets on a fruit loop
In a new troop
I'm feelin high
Been around for a bit so drop by
Please don't die
Just say why
Curious, me too, watch me fly
Furious, breath in... smile
This is my favorite part
Of the song
Sing along
This is my favorite part
Of the song
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Writer: sam blehar, Samuel Blehar
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