Search results for will you stand by the red jumpsuit apparatus

We've found 376 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching will you stand by the red jumpsuit apparatus:



Johnson is moving his bowels

Strange apparatus, you've never seen
Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
Street alligators, big Anglophile
Will
bowels.

Strange apparatus
You've never seen
Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
Street alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through
bowels.

Strange apparatus
You've never seen
Strange apparatus, even stranger theme
Street alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through
not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle
not be brought to you by xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle
gone
Someone will risk his life to raise her
There she stands

There she flies
Clear blue skies
Reminds us with red
Of those that died
Washed in
brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle and leading
not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle
Cold rock a party, until the a.m.
I'll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle
While you stand dazed and amazed, I bust a
Little rhyme with authority,
not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruption.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle
Sinister voices stand at command

From Flatbush Ave. to Pickadilly Circuit
We work this double edge to split the head of serpents
To the finish which is
in the Bronx
Slugs out start buggin out
Thugs out, tuck they heats in you fuckin seats
Honeys suckin me, sweets
Do a 90 in the jeep
Red glorious,
Message, The breeze carries and once you inhale it then I will ask you

Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's
(Do you believe,
not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle
will you kindly read what it was I brought thee
Right Voice (Reed, Yule) 
Hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in? isn't it nice
Sycophants stir in the

Bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must
Order and constantly
Arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw
Well last year we had a bumper crop
When them white oak acorns started to drop
So many

I twisted my ankle walking to the stand
Everywhere you
raise the red, white and blue

When I stand alone
Without you by my side
I think of all
That you stand for
It fills me up with pride

Reaching out
Spread by force at any cost, this great democracy 
The middle class will act with tact, see you there 
Fly first class on your way to torture for
Sinatra and stand for president

Painting by numbers is easy to do
Painting by numbers I want to paint you

If I had a ladder I'd climb up to the sky
red skies

As the end is drawing near
Standing proud, I won't give in to fear
As I die a legend will be born
I will stand. I will fight
You
(words & music by joy byers)
I'll send you red roses by the dozen
I'll call you sweet little things like turtle dove
I'll whisper pretty things in
its rotten core 

By the pricking of my thumbs 
Something wicked this way comes 
And when sleep takes you tonight 
Will you wake to see the light
children
For the value of our innocence?
A gentleman's a golden card and a red, red rose

Transformed by some strange alchemy
You stand apart and point to me
brutal death
Once again you shall feel
The darkened realms
Warriors

By our will you will kneel
Beneath us you will always stand
Your poisoned soul