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Bottle Rockets/The Brooklyn Side (The Bottle Rockets) · Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Love + Rockets, Vol. 1: The Transformation (Murs) · Love and Rockets [Expanded] (Love and Rockets) · Road Rockets (Rita Chiarelli) · Something for Rockets (Something for Rockets) · Love and Rockets [Compilation] (Love and Rockets) · Rockets (Daniel Lanois) · Love + Rockets, Vol. 1: The Transformation (Murs) · Flowers and Rockets (Don Henry) – and 90 other albums »


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When I could feel it in my melanin, it's compelling
Us to break them off, no reassembling
No science-fiction to no theater near you, coming soon
break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the window
Kids that was never smoking endo
Fiends kicking
teddy bear to ultra rude
True, I don't measure power by bravado, libido
Or by popping bottles with Hefner in the grotto in speedos
I'm never sharing my
a tab (???????) back to your pad
Be lucky if a broad drop you mad to the lab
After that we stab, look backwards and laugh
take a bottle in the air
Two
the wickedest of wicked and by far I'm destined for greatness
killin off you people who hate this
Now you can wait to sing the top notch mag or book
and we stil
Bottles, bottles, pour it all
Please pour these bottles, bottles for our heavy hearts
Our heavy hearts
My love runs so deep, sit here and pray
in the cockpit 
Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet 
With mercury ion rockets 

And a big ass "Canibus comin soon" poster on the side
through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting
these rappers by their fates
And throwing their destinies out into that lake
And as the earth shakes, and as the snakes eat
I found my birth place
a land mine child victim all bandaged and sore
Damage and break you down until your spirit is vanquished
Like traditional ownership does to indigenous
I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced
through the air
And bottles breaking, mirrors also
And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full
You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting
they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they