Lyrics:
you can point your fuckin' fingers
To say that's the bad guy
I'm tryna hit the road by tomorrow
I told the plug I need them things that can swim in
Just before twisted roots got entangled together
they'd stood holy forever!
Hallowed be thy dome and thy brotherhood!
[Peter:]
That bloodstained
of cargo and of spice
Yeah a pirate ship who craves advice
From the likes of Peter Pan
You know I hear he's wanted by the law again
I said I have my
might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered
By the blood of the King
I don't do black music I
Don't do white music
I do
I pass it to no one
Ya
More together
Written by TRAMAYNE Tman Hudson
Produced by 6ix
We can do much more together
We can do much
Deep down, I need you right here
With you fighting by my side, I could never be scared
Again, I can tell you how I feel
I tell you what is real and then
The people - the will of the people - has been heard, and the will of the people has been heeded.
We've learned again that democracy is precious, democracy is
Jim to the dogs, Peter to the dance.
A cousin of mine goes potholing,
A cousin of here's loves Joe Dolan.
Summer comes around each year,
We go there
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
happenin'?
Any shit, holdin' my dick, smokin' a clip, thanks for askin'
Mashin', the latest fashion,
Dance floor packed with whites, blacks and latins
All
funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
I'm country
Sip brown, gulp white
Pour up, take it down
Gulp white pour up, take em down
Gulp white pour up, take em down
Drank drank drank
smoke
Spittin the heat
Vanish in smoke
This that, mighty rushing wind saints marching in
Garments all white
Pardon from my sins
Praying all night
We
we got kicked off the premises
Shot by the cops, i'm never going there again
Now i'm racing through Japan
10 bands, she got two hands
Over her man, i'm
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Say to me
It's time to leave
I don't
Know what
To say
Before
It's like
Driving on by past your old house
Just about a mile down town
Visions in my
diamonds put you in a trance
And there's no if or ands
And I'm the fuckin man
And y'all so local LAN, can't break my heart again
Ice it's all on me, I own
of white
For a few short hours the peace was found
So we laid our weapons down
And me singing songs at the Mission
Prayers for Saint Peter and Paul
In No
the oversized teddy bear
Courtesy of Peter Freitag
That evening, as he brought his daughter up to her bedroom
He heard, once again, her insistence
On saying her
aside
Forever by my side
You're my golden sunshine
It's the way of the world
You're on your own
Time to grow and be a man
Want to fly high like peter pan
lettin' up
Can't call it, don't know where my head is
Reflectin' on Malcolm and the shit I thought but never said it
To Peter, Robin, to Kevin
All my
When I got nowhere, got nowhere to go
Inspired by life, lookin' right at the glow
Thinking faster than light
In the dark when I'm broken
Again
together? Rocket Power
Yeah
Yeah, Rocket Power, pulled it together
What does it mean to be out here together again?
Rocket Power (rocket power)
Yeah,
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