Lyrics:
you feel
The name of this band is Ruderals
Dan how do you feel
And the next song is called
I'm actually pretty sick
I'm very sick tonight
Keith fixing
With his glitter on his face
And his prewritten songs
He ain't from 'round here and
Neither is his boss
Fuck the guy in the office
With his Jheri curl
understand I think I went to see your favourite band without you.
But I called to tell you that I hated the songs
You seem like you’re annoyed
Maybe i’m just
This isn't your average song
This isn't your average song
Your average song is three minutes long with a consistently smooth groove
a catchy tune
of life
I can glimpse occasional moments
Gleaming like bonfires burning from across the fjord
In a painting from around 1915 called "Midsummer Eve
you put it in a song
Called Lost River
You got dreaming to do
On your pillow of truth
You know that haters they will always hate
Stand up all guts they
Radio operator to the tower
Debbie's comin' in for a landing
Oh put your head between your knees
Caused by the vibrations of love
They're about
a trip down the Charing Cross Road
With my imitation Gretsch guitar
And my head full of songs and my eyes full of stars
I saw a band called
wonder if you hear this song
Would you right the way that we went wrong?
Seen it at a concert, you called off work
Even bought the shirt
Was glad we
Waking up their sleep-addled wives with rambling tales
It didn't go down very well
But as a legacy they called a band meeting
And decided they were
Like a drunken pirate band
But he turned into a gentleman
Called me a lady and kissed my hand
Though the songwriters of the industry
Write most
fast-forwards everything it touches
And I've been hugged way too long by that motherfucker
I was going to be a rockstar
Worldwide known
You know how many songs I
called it my home
I got down on one knee wen i heard he was gon
Heart skipped a beat he got shot ina lung
Dey told me do better i made it a song
Ambitious
a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,
flexing fakes bands like a thug
And I don’t wanna stay with these bitches no more (No More)
I don’t fuck with lame killas that are broke (No, no)
Now she
Me and JB and Sonny, we grew up on the buddy plan
Weren't we some bad mothers, closer than brothers
Had a rockin' little three-piece band
Yeah we
down to play with my children
Now I got bands, I'm playin' with millions
But, I can't lie and say, "I don't miss you"
Knowin' the I'm Him album
(Spoken):
My name's Taylor Swift
This is a cover song I'm gonna sing for you
By one of my favorite bands called Better Than Ezra
And its the song
a coffee bar
I took a trip down Charing Cross Road
With my imitation Gretsch guitar
And my head full of songs and my eyes full of stars
I saw a band
more like my style
Through the hard times I’m enlightened
Everything that glitter ain’t gold so I’m ice less
I been treating life so priceless
Riding
Rolf's spoken asides are in (brackets)
[Spoken:]
There's an old Australian stockman, er, rock band
Trying, but dying
They get themselves up
up Gs
Like what's yo come up like?
Mama kicked me out no goin home (no goin home)
Ran up them bands I called my blood and hit the road (hit the road)
thought it was the prettiest and shiniest by far
They sang together until the sun came up after the stars
So far Mrs Margaret's band had made a smashing
Snuffle gruff called an important meeting with the Boom-Band
Something funny is goin' on we better do somethin' about it soon man
There's a humongous metal
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