Search results for 'Roosevelt+Graves'

we're the graves
At which our fathers knelt
You're doomed to be a Kennedy
When you could have been a Roosevelt

And we're glad
We can see in them

when you're headed in the wrong direction He reached into his faded jeans and pulled out his collection   

Coins, mostly Roosevelts and Lincolns
c token

14 miles away from
A landfill grave
Never pawned my
Watch and chain
To the landlord living
Inside my head
Never paid my rent
Till the lights

Emergency Exit

Beck

Guero

2005

Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave 
Never pawned my watch and chain 
To the landlord living inside my head 
Never paid my rent till

That Was the President

Phil Ochs

I Ain't Marching Anymore

1965

grave
That was the president and that was the man.

It's not only for the leader that the sorrow hits so hard
There are greater things I'll never

now, the one
And a heart attack would take his life  before his term was done
The year is 1940, now, President Roosevelt
In five years, a deadly stroke

The President's Penis Is Missing

Drive-By Truckers

Pizza Deliverance

1999

Randolph Hurst rises from
The grave and bellows out in an
Orson Welles type voice
"Franklin D. Roosevelt wasn't no square
With that raging Woodrow in his

aura glow I do it for 4DASOUL
I been fed up used to stress like everyday
Now I know that shit is dead i’m here to build that grave
Had to put it in my

sun, Turned Red as tomatoes
Roosevelt, His American, Oppressive, Style
Recruited, West Indians, To South America foul
Unpaid construction, Of Panama's

shells, bandolier that's my fucking belt
Assassinate a nigga, no you is not Roosevelt
Niggas want smoke 'till I bring out the 40 Mill
Mass homicide I turn

make 'em Scream
At your door, not Halloween
Ring, ring, ring, no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

ROOSEVELT on the fuckin beat
No rest

clean this slate
Theodore Roosevelt would've been rollin'
In his grave
With this sordid corporate takeover
I'll sort it if you're onboard with 'em

crime ou barrette
Vivre au dessus des lois jusqu'à c'que tout s'arrête
Mon visage dans des billets comme Teddy Roosevelt
Je deviendrai riche et j'aiderai

butter for the kids
Grew up on Roosevelt in the four corners of Death
I made it out the hood thanks to God can't praise myself
Liquor stores to the south,

Gospel Generated Graves – Gatsha Genocide
General – Grabbing Gas – Gunned Guerrillas

Hilarious Hosnie Honoured – Helpless Hussein Hanged – Hooligans

sayin' I won't make it, put that on my fuckin' grave
I don't give a fuck, I'm ruthless like I'm Babe now
Gettin' richer, yeah they don't know what to say

Chester Arthur had a stroke which put him in his grave
Grover Cleveland, advanced heart disease, could not be saved
Ben Harrison fell to pneumonia in his

Free World

Martin Sexton

2 Days in the Valley

1996

I've been stemmin' for change and singing in these streets now 
Long as I care to recall 
The dank little loung room in the Roosevelt hotel 
My

to choose from, despite what the books might say
On records it will show
That they must have died alone
Or have been cared for by a friend until their grave

buried him here between Roosevelt and 110
I still visit his grave every now and then

Chicago, I never knew I'd miss you till I left and came back
Chicago,

Loewe on my belt
In Phoenix on Roosevelt
My ice don't melt
This the shit you felt

Never asked for help
Manifesting wealth
Only smoke top shelf
Only