Talkin' Honky Blues
Buck 65 lyrics
Buck 65 lyrics
"463 Lyrics"
EARLY YEARS Lyrics
Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud Shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park Never keep a good one down Early years
Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud Shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park Never keep a good one down Early years
I don't know what's wrong with the youth of today
wondering lost, it's true what they say
and who is to blame? t.v and magazines
they'd have you believe every day is halloween
why when I was a kid, playing in the ditches
living in fear of Satan and the Witches
the whole world was made of wood smelt like gasoline
the days were at least twice as long and the grass was green
Running from my life, I was cursed by a talking snake
could walk all day and th
Abandoned Luncheonette Lyrics
They sat in an Abandoned Luncheonette sipping imaginary cola and drawing faces in the tabletop dust His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on "this man's army" they were old and crusty She was twenty when the din
row rocks across the bottomless lakeThey sat in an Abandoned Luncheonette sipping imaginary cola and drawing faces in the tabletop dust His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on "this man's army" they were old and crusty She was twenty when the din
There was a killer in the woods who would whistle
once in a while I could hear him shoot his pistol
and the other kids hated me
but like a martar I drove myself harder and harder
blood in my eyes, scrubbing to get the dirt off
I didnt say much didnt like to take my shirt off
I was quick but I didnt know the meaning of pain yet
I'd visit father bob and he would show me his train set,
tell me a story, offer me a glass of milk
send me on my way with a question to ask myself
The rain didnt bother me the search had meaning
church was good but I'd rather be dreaming
Highspeed horseshoes, harnesses and heavy strain
the problem is today they got an answer for everything
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4-6-3 an x
an 'O' I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch
a kick and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes
and no I can't think of a better way to
Burnin' Bush Lyrics
What does it take to show an illustration Of the hurt and the pain of a nation. One glowing look upon a ragged canvas Tells the story of our past and present situation That old bush just keeps on burning Nobody
end the dayWhat does it take to show an illustration Of the hurt and the pain of a nation. One glowing look upon a ragged canvas Tells the story of our past and present situation That old bush just keeps on burning Nobody
4-6-3 it's life
death and I can't think of a better way to end the day
Learing the words turning the double play
doing some damage in my own subtle way
I've been all over, I've seen too much
I no longer feel the need to rush
I'm upside down, I'm inside out
broken glass all in my mouth
cut wide open and everybody knew why
cause when it comes to rocking something fierce hmm do I
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