Lyrics:
she live?) Down in Louisiana
(Tell us what she do) She's a mojo worker
(Woo hoo) Gonna work her thing for me
(Woo hoo) Gonna end my misery, baby
(Woo
for the night
I'm your Power Ranger
Let me save you for the day
Use me and throw away
Use me throw me away
I'm your Power Ranger
Let me save you for
tied to these tracks
I don't think the ranger's coming back for me
I'm taking my days
Night by night
I guess I'm okay
But only all right
And while she
and shine
When touched by the sun
And she loved a cowboy that
Told her he worked
ON a ranch just outside of Tucson
Diamonds he gave to her caused
Many people
Shout sister Shout, SHOUT !
Fight sister Fight, FIGHT !
06 : NO HAPPY HOME
I'm a roadrunner
A song giver
I fly I get by
From the van to the stage
I'm
I'm a roadrunner
A song giver
I fly I get by
From the van to the stage
I'm on a race, I'm on a race
I'm on a race
Lightnin' through the night
Lion
that's neglected
By those who are living
At the dark end of the street
But still I greet them as my friends
Though they be my enemy
Bending me almost
'Til
Aggressive, my style versitile.
You're best to hear the Mojo growl.
Coming up behind with a bat, "crack" from a Mr. Payne attack.
Dazed and confused,
is muddy
Night time, follow 'em by myself, I'm in my whip, this bitch gon' swerve
I'm in my ride by myself, I got my Glock out
And as soon as some
I woke up late last night, power puff, call me Mojo
Kicked it with my old hoe
I just want a Townsville, coolin' ass bitch
Miss Bellum, let's just
clothes got washed
Track suits were dry
Dad got jokes
When I laugh it hurt it my sides
See the sky
Change colour at night
Are you here with me
Right by my
RANGER OF DARKNESS
BLACK HOODED KNIGHT
GUIDED BY FIRE
MY NAME WILL ECHO THROUGH TIME
THE EYES OF THE WOLVES
SHINE SO BRIGHT
GUIDING MY WAY THROUGH
Aggressive, my style versitile.
You're best to hear the Mojo growl.
Coming up behind with a bat, ""crack"" from a Mr. Payne attack.
Dazed
but a little funky mac song
All I'm sayin' is that I wanna smack it all night long
On and on until the early morn'
Givin' up all you need so you can
boost Wish I had the same mojo that I got in the booth.
Now, you should come to the studio
Watch how I lay it down with a groovy flow You should come
If she'd been the pal that she should have, he might have been raising a son.
Instead of out there on the prairie to die by a cruel Ranger's gun.
old San Antone
Then the night came alight with gun fire he knew that at last he'd been found
As the ranger's band shoot brightly and bandito laid
reds of greens. Kill, robbery soldiers
Born 2 ride, killers born 2 die, mommas born 2 cry.
Wild like the lone fucking ranger, niggas from the South
On a Wild Gambler party
Black night and hard train
Dancing dangerously over line
We are up and very dirty
When caught a hook by side
Sexy blood, swift loco
Well I'm a wasted rock ranger
I live the life of danger
On the road to find a higher high
I don't need no one's affection
All I need is my
in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all
the draw
The rode the west, they fought the best
The never lost a fight
They did their hidin' in the daytime
Ridin' most at night
The outlaws are commin'
a clean lick do it in my dirty vans
I'm a walking Texas ranger from the heart of Metrowest
Yeah I put her life in danger being next to me is a threat
You
Of making it alright
In the dark of the night, don't hide
'Cause I'll be standing by your side
Go go, live your life in the fast lane
Go go, sing and dance
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