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Thats the Way I Like It (Offer Nissim) · Eli Young Band (Eli Young Band) · Eli Young Band (Eli Young Band) · Once a Jolly Swagman Always a Jolly Swagman (Frenzal Rhomb) · Live at the Jolly Fox (Eli Young Band) · Live at the Jolly Fox (Eli Young Band) · Live at the Jolly Fox (Eli Young Band) · Almost Live from Eli's Live Room (Why?) · Lock the Fox/The Fox and the Hounds (Eddie "Lockjaw" Davis) · The Fox (What Does the Fox Say?) (Ylvis) – and 90 other albums »


a bitch suck my dick huh?
And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh
By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
a b**** suck my dick huh?
And I bet she f***ed the whole clique, huh
By the way n****, you should f***in' quit, n****
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
And if life a bitch suck my dick huh?
And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh
By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga
Just forget it, you
Where lives a young country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned
To read or write a book so well
But he could play his guitar
Just like
Heavy metal that's our law
Gives us power for the future
For us it's the only real
Way to live and die
Heavy metal that's our law
And I swear for
Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it?
This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages
Turn the other cheek, 'cause this track I be
the moulding sand
He wore his trade like a company brand
He was one of the cyclops' smoky band
Yes, that was my old man

My old man wasn't really old
It's
the season to be jolly

Merry Christmas muthafucka! 
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas and a ho ho ho! 
While I'm ridin' that cot under the missile toe 
Now
means so much to me
How can a young Midwestern boy
Live in such misery, misery, misery, oh?

Then one day I had one perfect plan
I shake my ass
arrival
Everyone was jolly and jittery
I waited for their wagons until well after dusk
That night, while I was sleeping
I was awoken by a cold eerie
flies
It ain't our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we live or die

My blood I had to taste that my wound
bound for this young
Man. The police knockin' at my
Door, "Well he don't live here no
More, and he's playin' in a rock 'n'
Roll band."

Born
bruised (that was Queens)
New Mazarati, fox before a shooter
I ran with E-Money Bags, and rest in peace Judah
They say the good die young
I must be old
Come all you jolly skinners, and listen to my song,
There are not many verses, it will not detain you long.
It's concerning some young fellows who
Where lives a young country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned
To read or write a book so well
But he could play his guitar
Just like
Where lives a young country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned
To read or write a book so well
But he could play his guitar
Just like
Defeat is a Buddah opportunity 'cause that's a fat chance
You write the white belt and flow slow like Tai Chi
I'm like Freddie Fox(xx) possessed by
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
record's old
That they all got sold, and my jam went gold

I give it all I got, and all I got I give
I take no shorts, that's the way I live
Tee's
town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day"

But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back
a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day

But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back
they asked baby wasn't right
You didn't have to live that life
I was gonna be your Romeo you were gonna be my Juliet
These days you don't wait
they dead
They say, life's short gotta hold my steel
Wish that band's playing at home, we in soldier field
I was cursed since my young days, speeding
Sooner or later, sooner or later
The way you move that ass so innovative
(CHURCH!) Thicker than a Bible
(CHURCH!) I need it for survival
(CHURCH!) Lord
the distance
Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I visit
And we hold onto these nights
Trying to find out way home by the street light
Over time we