Lyrics:
to the plains in North LaGrange
Bubba K can stumble drunk up on any porch I hang
Smokin all sources dank - from Jimmy Shwagger to Cambud
And I'm chasin Jim Beam,
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
the phone up in his hand.
Each time the County Sheriff stopped by
A part of Mr. Jones would die
And from his eyes the tears began to run
And he began to pray
That's somebody else's glove by the steps
Is it true, that part of your crew
Wanted to set this man on the couch,
Light a match, pour gasoline in his lap
a coup
Singled out by their lieutenants like, This who you're supposed to shoot
Fighting in the white man's war to kill our own
And they STILL called those
over your body and they wonderin' if his soul'll be saved
Or if it has risen or if it will be forbidden
by the way you was doin' shit that could've put
(Blah)
Chalk line, etched and sketched out
White glow around your body
Now they're haulin' you out
It must be faced, that's your life I take
Crime scene
In the keep of Gwar much torment remained
Despite all the bodies hacked in twain
So many had died in the viscous campaign
That the femurs alone made
have thought that his own body had died
When the heavenly host appeared up in the skies
Legion on high fly side by side
They could harmonize on notes
Uh, Yeah
Switch your mind and become godly
I see souls trapped in their bodies
So consumed by static atoms
They like pussy drugs and money
a breath of air I look up at the stars
Drop my shoulders like the body parts!
Let's turn it up a notch you shouldn't walk where it ain't bright
I never
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white.
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
till the balance was right
Then you
All my life was a paper
Once plain, pure and white
Till you moved with your pen, changin' moods now and then
Till the balance was right
Then you
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white.
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
till the balance was right
Then you
on
Top of the situation obligated to get ya now ya learn
Then chopper bullets really be burnin' just comin' the
Top dog of the game bangin' body's I drop
like a phone in
A theater and make you silent
Queen Eva will defeat ya by depleting
You energy, so back up, dog
Ryan the Conjurer will abolish
You
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
(Guide Track Sung by Christine Hull)
Demi
(Looking out the window)
Haven't seen these fields in years.
Not since we headed west.
The hills that
change
I got thousands of hrs yeah the mic it hear my pain
I need thousands I need millions
Need Dior on my body like I’m Christian
Verse CSA:
White
Empty streets
Unbearable heat
It's plain to see
I am beat
The stillness grows
The eeriness flows
Over my body
Hark to the call
The blood-curdling
and a curse
Our mentalities dead but our bodies just the hearse
We just tryna do right and live by God's plan
Fighting through oppression tryna reason with
leaves my body
A white light will rise to the sky and I'll have a place among the stars
So when you see one, you better think of me
Being around me may be
a splash, then I'll grab an ass
And insert my dick, and just stroke fast
So pardon my diction, but feel the friction
I am the key, your body's the ignition
So
to slave the babies
Ay yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
All his white he let the fiends cook it
The base heads
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