Lyrics:
in here, walking around the party
A cross between a zombie apocalypse and B-Bobby "The
Brain" Heenan which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
the voice of the law
Out in the market, all our lives are on sale
And the balls are drifting further apart
Recovery cannot fail
Got the things you need
When I first moved to New York
I thought about working in a
Topless bar i was really naive and
I read the Village Voice
And it said "Dancers Wanted"
a trucker
let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mil's I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not inexpensive DVS
To the two,
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext
Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh
And the signs are passin',
1-9!
When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line
And he said: "Breaker 1-9! Is anyone there?
ome on back, truckers and talk to Teddy
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext
Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh
And the signs are passin',
When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line
And he said, "Breaker 1-9, is anyone there?
Come on back truckers and talk to Teddy Bear"
I
not give him her hand her love took his stand
Through the rattle of the battle as she heard his sweet voice calm and true
They fled in his canoe o'er
a voice for the voiceless
As they played hockey in the streets, under the cold sky's caress
They came with horses, they came with might, trampling
a trucker
let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mil's I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not inexpensive DVS
To the two,
is good, and His love endures
His love endures
Enter in
To His courts
Enter in
With grateful hearts
Come before Him
Come bring your song
We are His
1-9!
When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line
And he said: "Breaker 1-9! Is anyone there?
ome on back, truckers and talk to Teddy
'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed
Check out the pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice
And I'ma dust you off and dust you off twice
Yes, I
While I slam dunk punks and make 'em bite the dust
A minute is needed to make a phony roni bleed
And put 'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed
Check
soul
Where your heart used to hold
Your love here!
Heaven in Black
Inside there's a voice saying was there a choice
You'd still be entombed in
When one voice rules the nation
Just because they're on top of the pile
Doesn't mean their vision is the clearest
The voices of the people
Are
this rig from Tennessee
When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me
They were singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me
at home beside the highway line
ringing at the door bell, to say hello to you
and suddenly a sweet voice says, I can´t believe it´s true
right in the arms
While I slam dunk punks and make 'em bite the dust
A minute is needed to make a phony roni bleed
And put 'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed
Check
to be a real race driver
But life goes by and oh so many times
theres more chance to become more like a trucker
NortH and West, South to East
Following
Scalia's not yet in the ground
When the order from McConnell comes down
"This is Obama's final year
Let's stick together boys the end is near"
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