Lyrics:
BALLAD OF A DRINKIN' MAN
written by River James
IT'S THE END OF THE DAY IT'S TIME FOR SOMETHIN' COLD
BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLE IS WHERE
on first." "Yeah" "The fellow's name" "Who" "That's right."
"The world will note that the first atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima."
Abbott: "Who Is
FORGIVE ME NOW
(George Jones)
« © '63 Glad Music »
I lost her love and started drinking trying hard to stop from thinking
And I found that it was
head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in the sheets and we broke my bed
There's another girl, her name is Mary
Talked about sex
to be rude as she mimic the moves of the Moulin Rouge. How is that she got me chasing her cat, as if I was Pepe LePew; consumed by the scent of her
the sheets and we broke my bed
There's another girl, her name is Mary
Talked about sex and the girl acted scary
I heard she was freakin' for my homeboy
S
P
A
X
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J-O-N-E-S what she want
1882 what she want
Zaza pack she say she smoke
Guess what spaxe is rolling up
1882 the Irish cream
Zaza pack it out
After a few weeks on the bus
Being porked by Toad-O's road crew
And being too exhausted to do their
Laundry on a regular basis
MARY is dumped in
or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
money I know business jones so we can't do losses, profit is sorted like
PETER JONES
Know we is running the game
Got hundred racks in the safe
They copy
""Whatever It Is
written by Joe Jenneman (2019)
She came down from Chicago
Said she wants to be a star
And they got some blank ones
Sitting there
She got me feelin' like George Strait Jr. Tonight
Center stage on a no name road
She got that ain't gonna say no look in her eye
Checkin' yes in my
squealin' (fuck you rats)
What more can I say, just kill 'em
Fuck 'em, the gun bust 'em, we just knock on wood
Now is this under-stood?
I mostly George
yeah, All Power to the People
I say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now y'all
George Floyd
Say His Name
Breonna Taylor
Say Her Name, Arrest the kkkops
Put your hands in the air, this is Sheriff Jones
I see you Sheriff Jones
Sitting on the highway all alone
Hiding behind that big oak tree
Shine that
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
AND THE GOLDEN RINGS ARE GONE
AND IT'S WHISKEY VERSES MEMORIES
AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE RACE IS ON
I'VE GOT JONES ON THE JUKEBOX
AND YOU ON MY MIND
I'M SLOWLY
Four more years as the people decide
To let the leader of the free world stay and preside
And the word on the hill is that a safer America
Is created by
am with 2 by 2
Cock up the gun and shoot
This one na anti curise
This one na anticurise
Run on the jonizing Jones
This one anticurise
Block am for
rip off the mask, seek the truth and just try
Like alex jones himself says brother, let me hear your war cry
Mister jones and I were really baffled by
head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in the sheets and we broke my bed
There's another girl, her name is Mary
Talked about sex
(George Jones)
« © '63 Glad Music »
Well here I stand on this high ground
Looking out over this great big town
Searching for love that didn't
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