Lyrics:
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
He grabbed the grey goose by
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
He grabbed the gray goose by
Doe
Guantanamo, John Doe
Every one of us is connected to a light
Though some have switched it off, and now are ruled by night
Thats where we could be
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
He grabbed the grey goose by
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Only you,
Only you,
Only you,make my dream come true.
Only you,
Only you,
Only you,make my dream come true.
Hardy get away
John Hardy ran for the Mississippi bridge
Running and hoping to be free
c deputy was waiting and he grabbed him by the arm
Saying
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw
Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would
every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
Coming out into the day and all that I can see
Is the red and white of the King's army
I'll meet with them among the pine
I'll meet with them by
your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She
it
But it was worth more than his car
This, by the way, requires that you find and supply Farquhar
With an animal, and a life, from your local park.
Up by the Bear Creek falls
Somewhere in the night
We was picking in a circle
Had a banjo to my right
They said his name was John
And that boy sure
Up by the Bear Creek falls
Somewhere in the night
We was picking in a circle
Had a banjo to my right
They said his name was John
And that boy sure
gone for the gallows to hang
Ah, ah
When John Brown walked by on his way to die
Conviction tortured him
He said, "Man is depraved
And there
They say you fought the morning on
And you left them Yankees dying
In the wood by Rose's Pond
John Bell Hood, John Bell Hood
I know my gospel well
Bury me in gold
Ima be a G til the day I die
You can count on me
I ain't ever lie
You suppose to be here by my side
Chilling smoking weed on the west
Well I'll be damned if I ain't John McClane
I'm stuck in a bad situation, and for once I'm not to blame
It's clear this Gruber fella ain't my homie
to run
John Ross he replied, with your men by my side
My head and my heart and my gun
The champion of justice he grew up to be abhorring the practice
can quote a few
She's a cross on a chain and a red wine stain
On her Mamaw's hand-me-down Bible
I heart Tennessee, John 3:16
On the bumper
John:
Yep, too clean
??? Voice:
And here we go, here we go
John:
Alright, guys, we got one chance. once chance, folks, do do this.
This is our
in equality
Believed it’s wrong to judge another
By the color of their skin –
That good man’s name was John Howard Griffin
John, Paul, George and Ringo
Are going to be reforming as The Beatles in 1993
Things skip into action immediately
George buys the film rights in a flurry
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
He grabbed the gray goose by
Hey John
Stopped by this afternoon
To see you in the purple moon
Best I say what's on my mind
Best I say what's on my mind
Hey John, John, John
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