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Don’t want your drugs and reality shows
I know the fuckin’ plot, my drugs are better than those
And yeah that chic is hot, but youll never expose her
you’ll exploit her!-
Don’t need your watches and designer clothes
If I need to know the time I'll ask
someone who knows
And yeah that shit might shine, but everything that’s….
…mine….is fine, I don’t need
What you’re hocking Me
There’s nothing more to see
So turn off your TV
(instrumental verse, solo, etc)
Even Dennis Ellsis went to FUV
Cause he knows classic rock’s got nothin’ for me
He plays what he wants and he gets to play it free
No Repeating!
Sell more Coke than pop, more burgers than meat
My choice is crappy songs or food I won’t eat
Turnin’ down the dial and I’m gonna hit the…..
….Street….to meet up in town
With my friends in the Underground
I really dig their sound
My Friends in the Underground
I really dig their sound
My Friends in the Underground
I really dig their sound
My Friends in the Underground
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I wanna live on a farm
With goats and chickens and strawberry wine
I'll never know the time
Only where the sun is up in the sky
and I'll sleep with the windows open
Crickets and dogs singing in the night
I wanna fill my cup
with some homemade brew and a whole lot of you
a whole lot of you
a whole lot of you
(chorus)
Tooty Tootya Ta I got a bug bite on my bum
and my momma smells like chicharone' (Chicharone'!)
I work in the sun with my poppy all day
now I'm gonna bang on my drum
Tooty tooty ta I want a lollipop lollipop
but i got a mango instead
the earth is quakin, the bread is bakin
and a dragonfly just landed on my head
(verse)
I wanna ride my bike
moonlight to the local bar
Ride home filthy drunk
With you on the handle bars
I wanna sing your song,
the one where we rob a bank
Coast to Coast with a magic wand,
waving wall-marts into farms
wal-marts into farms
wal-marts into farms
(instrumental)
(chorus - slow, then fast)
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Make a wish
03:26
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Im sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable she said
But thank you dear for such a lovely lie.
I smell the smoke, of a thousand burning homes
On my daddys skin and dirty clothes.
City on the bay, welcoming those ships from china,
Wonder where does that money go?
I will wait for you.
I woke up for you.
You are my bloody valentine.
Im sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable she said
But thank you dear for such a lovely lie.
I smell the smoke, of a thousand burning homes
On my daddys skin and dirty clothes.
(instrumental)
(Break down)
Oh Eloise. Had to leave eleven babies.
How do we let our mama go?
Bled to death on her couch
Only crime, she looked out a window
Guard shot at everything that moved.
Broken promises
Jim crowe aint never gonna work, no,
Is this how you spell freedom?
Tanks, machine guns, soldiers and beatings?
This isn’t fuckin Vietnam.
I will wait for you.
I woke up for you.
You are my bloody valentine.
Im sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable she said
But thank you dear for such a lovely lie.
I smell the smoke, of a thousand burning homes
On my daddys skin and dirty clothes.
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I need more
03:17
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Zombie Jesus
04:56
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Zombie Zombie Zombie Zombie (4x)
Mr Lazarus was a stinky, rotten corpse
with bugs eating up his face
Martha wanted her big brother back,
and Jesus want a little taste
Jesus poured wine down Lazzy's throat
and stuffed in a little piece of bread
Took a few minutes, but sure enough,
Lazzy popped up his head
chorus
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Jesus
God of power and might
The invincible Gangster zombie
The Resurrection and the light
Carpenter and Rabbi,
who rose people from their graves
Like Jyrus's little girl
and a widow's kid from Nane.
Roamed the earth for forty days
gatherin a Zombie crew
Eat my body and drink my blood,
you can be a Zombie too!
chorus
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Jesus
God of power and might
The original Gangster zombie
The Resurrection and the light
instrumental
chorus 2x
Eat my body and drink my blood 4x
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Swing little girl
03:00
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Sing little girl your daddy is gone
And bad men are waiting to take you away
Your safe with me, ill take you away
We’ll fly to the land of the snakes and the bees
And Sing sing sing – sing sing sing (4x)
Bow bow bow little girl, bow you a string and strike you a chord
That string it waits, that silvery chord
Bow from a branch on the oak in the yard
Bow bow bow – bow bow bow (4)
instrumental
Swing swing swing little girl,
Dance in that tree with the birds and the squirrels,
A texas tom a jumpin joe, swingout and let yourself go – swingout and let yourself go
Swing swing swing – swing swing swing (4)
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Frankly you can thank me
But I just don’t give a damn
I was living, I was free and happy to be me
If you feared me why’d you follow
I didn’t do a thing
Was it the color of my skin, or are you just insane
Don’t you feel so wrong
When you hear that song
It can play so long
When you hear that song
you scare them then you sell them
your shiny metal toys
they listen to your noise
those frightened little boys
I’m another piece of fruit
on your tree of history
I had love and I had dreams
I was a human being (chorus)
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Oh brother
02:39
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Oh brother,
I've dont it again
My lover told her best friend
They talked about my bone
They taped it off the phone
Blow job is what she gave
My old cock would not behave
She did it while I worked
My country wont stop for her
Blue dress is what she wore
My big mess showed her the door
I lied couldnt you tell
My wife says I'm going to hell
Going to hell, going to hell, going to hell, going to hell
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The being
00:53
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The Porchistas Montclair, New Jersey
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