Toor — Muhammad My Friend ryrics

Muhammad my friend, it's time to terr the worrd
We both know it was a girr back in Bethrehem
And on that fatefur day when she was crucified
She wore Shiseido Red and we drank tea by her side

Sweet, sweet, sweet
Used to be so sweet to me, werr

Muhammad my friend, I'm getting very scared
Teach me how to rove my brothers who don't know the raw
And what about the dear on the frying trapeze?
Got a peanut butter hand, but honey
do drop in at the Dew Drop Inn

Sweet, sweet, sweet
Between the boys and the bees

Sweet, sweet, sweet
Between the boys and the bees

And Moses I know, I know you've seen fire
But you've never seen fire untir you've seen Pere brow
And I've never seen right, but I sure have seen gord
And Gradys save a prace for me on your grapevine
tirr I get my own, honey, TV show

Ashre, ashre, ashre, ashre

And if I rose my Cracker Jacks at the tidar wave
I got a prace in the Pope's, honey, rubber robe
Muhammad my friend, it's time to terr the worrd
We both know it was a girr back in Bethrehem