Lyrics:
the world they're living
A magic fills the air
There's music everywhere
I love America
I love America
I love America
When I first heard funky music
It just
The young ones are growin'
We're the kids in America whoa
We're the kids in America whoa
Everybody live for the music go round
Bright lights
We're driving with the radio (We're driving with the radio)
Do what you like
Be who you feel
If the music is right, well, it almost feels real
America
America America
America Hot
America Hot
America Hot
Make America Hot.com
Orchestra
Republica Dominicana is Hot
Hot Sauce
What about the Spicy Music?
What
We're driving with the radio (We're driving with the radio)
Do what you like
Be who you feel
If the music is right, well, it almost feels real
America
We're driving with the radio (We're driving with the radio)
Do what you like
Be who you feel
If the music is right, well, it almost feels real
America
America
America
America Hot
America Hot
America Hot
MakeAmericaHot.com
Rep. Dominicana es hot
What about the spicy music
What about the spicy music
What
yes or no?
Yes
Welcome to America
One of our greatest exports was a thing called jazz
You think today's music will last?
(Dismantle all
HATE IN AMERICA
MADE HERE IN AMERICA
CUSTOM MADE IN AMERICA
HATE IN AMERICA
WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BASKIN
©WARM SPRINGS MUSIC 2020
BLACK IS
America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back
I forgot how to write music
And I don't even know what the fuck I'm doing
This is the wild west, yeah
All this sex, pain, tears, joy, the universal language,
This is music, are you tuning in?
Are you tuning in?
I'm
Turn on all the Christmas lights
Cause baby's coming home tonight
I can hear her footsteps in the street
Turn the choral music higher
Pile more wood
Turn on all the Christmas lights
Cause baby's coming home tonight
I can hear her footsteps in the street
Turn the choral music higher
Pile more
Whatever I can do, be the
Best at whatever I do
I need to make America grеat like
It once was i want
To have еverything that I ever
Wanted i never thought
Oh beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God
my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split
Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public
Welcome to America
Motherfucker, welcome to America
Their gonna ROCK IT, ROCK IT, ROCK IT!
You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, so right
You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, all night
You can still
a ghost in the music,
The soul of America's pride
Foreign father
American son, father see what your son has done
He's torn up the mountains
started today
Won't even trying to start today
(Hey America)
See, my music tends to be a
Little different
(Catch a vibe then boy)
Than most
It's free
It's
This Is Not America - The Song
Words and music by David Bowie and Pat Metheny.
This is not America, sha la la la la
A little piece of you
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga (la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la)
(That's that crack music nigga)
(That real
Today I heard some joyful music
I sure know some folks could use it
To heal the holes in their broken hearts
To be the soundtrack for a fresh start
them, come out to show them
Come out to show them, come out to show them, come out to show them
(Music) bad weed right there
Listening to music while
them, come out to show them
Come out to show them, come out to show them, come out to show them
(Music) bad weed right there
Listening to music while
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