Lyrics:
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right here in Tennessee
You always talked about the better days
(In Southern California)
But if you'll stay in Tennessee
I promise there'll be better days with me
[T.
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right here in Tennessee
You always talked about the better days
(In Southern California)
But if you'll stay in Tennessee
I promise there'll be better days with me
[T.
Back on the scene for ya'll people's delight
You want peace for the people then ya say alright
Because George W's got nothing on me
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my, ahh
My zodiac sign is Scorpio
Look what the cat dragged in
The crème-de-la-crème without the skim
So take a rest and mind your own biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
(Fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
(That's fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
One for Brooklyn, two for Manhattan
Let's go to work, get those hands clappin'
Make you bounce, rock, roll and skate
Don't underrate how I operate
It ain't what you say, it's what you mean
Intention leads to action, that is my theme
So pay attention now as I begin to recap
Puttin' words and ideas stacked back to back
Some rhymes go flat, well mine go fizz
I got no time for the drama 'cause stress is for kids
'Cause when you're dead and buried, well, you got no biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is, come on
(Fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
(That's fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
The time and place for the mind is here and now
Keep the mind present less to worry about
But like the hammer to the nail hit the nail on the head
Well I don't shoot blanks and I don't shoot lead
'Cause I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
A T-shirt and no pants and I dance the boogaloo
Like George Whipple on New York One
Got a hairy (ew!)
Back on the scene for ya'll people's delight
You want peace for the people then ya say alright
Because George W's got nothing on me
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my, ahh
My zodiac sign is Scorpio
Look what the cat dragged in
The crème-de-la-crème without the skim
So take a rest and mind your own biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is
(Fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
(That's fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
One for Brooklyn, two for Manhattan
Let's go to work, get those hands clappin'
Make you bounce, rock, roll and skate
Don't underrate how I operate
It ain't what you say, it's what you mean
Intention leads to action, that is my theme
So pay attention now as I begin to recap
Puttin' words and ideas stacked back to back
Some rhymes go flat, well mine go fizz
I got no time for the drama 'cause stress is for kids
'Cause when you're dead and buried, well, you got no biz
And that's it that's all that's all there is, come on
(Fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
(That's fresh, fresh, fresh, for you, for you, for you)
The time and place for the mind is here and now
Keep the mind present less to worry about
But like the hammer to the nail hit the nail on the head
Well I don't shoot blanks and I don't shoot lead
'Cause I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
A T-shirt and no pants and I dance the boogaloo
Like George Whipple on New York One
Got a hairy (ew!)
No, no, no
Never, never, never stop
Brothers be like
"George, ain't that funkin' kinda hard on you?"
White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice,
White port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you!
The w is the white, the p is the port
The l is the lemon, the j is the juice
White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice,
White port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you!
And now a message from the President of the United States George W. Bush
I've adopted sophisticated terrorist tactics
And I'm a dangerous, dangerous man
With dangerous, dangerous weapons
I want to drain the coal resources in America
And foreign sources of crude oil.
Goin' down to George's where you just have been
To see if you've been boogie-ing, ah you know what I mean
My left leg's dragging my right leg's l imp
My heads so wavy and i can't feel it
I gotta see you baby, you'll be alright
I want to boogie baby, boogie tonight
Well old George is boogie-ing he's been a boogie-ing with you
Ah I want to boogie w you baby
I want to boogie all night long
I want to move with you I want to move
I want to shake, want to boogie too
I want to boogie... boogie
Michael Barrett, Richard Bennett, Carol Bissett, James Buckley, Paula Byrne, Caroline Carey, John Colgan, Jacqueline Croker, Liam Dunne, Michael
Farrell, Michael Ffrench, David Flood, Thelma Frazer, Josephine Glen, Michael Griffiths, Robert Hillick, Brian Hobbs, Eugene Hogan, Murtha Kavanagh, Martina
Keegan, Mary Keegan, Robert Kelly, Mary Kennedy, Mary Kenny, Margaret Kiernan, Sandra Lawless, Francis Lawlor, Maureen Lawlor, Paula Lewis, Eamon
Loughman, Donna Mahon, Helena Mangan, George McDermott, Marcella McDermott, William McDermott, Julie McDonnell, Teresa McDonnell, Gerard McGrath, Caroline McHugh, James Millar, Susan Morgan, David Morton, Kathleen Muldoon, George O'Connor, Brendan O'Meara, John Stout, Margaret Thornton, Paul Wade.
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, yeah
You done fucked up, you done fucked up
You done fucked up, you done fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, yeah
You done fucked up, you done fucked up
You done fucked up, you done fucked up
George W. Bush right on her pussy, yeah
Yeah, Curious George nigga looking boy, you so pussy yeah
Yeah, hit my line for the nigga dick, check my twitter yeah
Yeah, they call me young dagger dick, that's my handle yeah
Yeah
She grab on my dick like a handle, hey
Lil bitch, I got on Jesus sandals, hey
X is an animal; mammal, hey
Lil bitch got the back of a camel
Pussy boy you look like a Randall
Pussy boy you look like a Daniel
Bitch I'm known to get ghost, Danny Phantom
And if you throwing, through the pussy throw a tantrum, woah
Aye, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, who, hey
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, you, hey
Pussy nigga know he done fucked up
Lame nigga better know his luck up
Pussy nigga know he fucked up
Lame nigga better know his luck up
Aye, fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, who, hey
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up, you, hey
Pussy nigga know he done fucked up
Lame nigga better know his luck up
Pussy nigga know he fucked up
Lame nigga better know his luck up
Like it's Noah's Ark, that pussy wet, no water-park
She said drop that meat in me just like a shopping cart
Told me "Head straight to the back" just like I'm Rosa Parks
Walked up in the bank with pack that smell like donkey fart
Moose game poison dagger aye
Fuck my conscience, I'll stab ya
Ask that hoe what's vrackin
Slide up on a nigga like a care package
Bare in that pussy, like Smokey
Chain swing like rodeo ropy
Diamonds so wet that they soapy
Watch them mingle like they do the hokey-pokey
Aye yo' color diamonds humpty dumpty horror story
Feel like Dexter, got double-D's in my laboratory
Eat it with the sweet-sour sauce like six-piece sauce
Freedom; Fuck the cops, free Keke
Wreck a pussy nigga, come see me uh
Make him say goodbye like a Ouija (Bye Bye)
Our love could stand the testament of time, time
Till death do us part is that line
I could be with her till my son is 99
The love I feel for her is unbearably unique
Being away from her, yo it makes me kinda weak
Its like being on the desert with nothin to drink
[george pajon jr. solo]
[bridge] w/ pause
[more bridge...]
Wszystkie bramy już zamknięte
Niebo niebo pełne srebrnych gwiazd
Czarne koty na poddaszach
Grają wspólnie z wiatrem jazz
A pod szóstym w oficynie
Czarny Maxwell George bluesa gra
Białe panie mu mówiły
I love you I love you my George
Jesteś silny jesteś męski
Niczym Rockefeller George
Możesz grać i w Manhattanie
Na afiszach czarny Maxwell George
Aż raz blues się urwał nagle
Bo George'a bo George'a trafił szlag
Tłum murzynów na pogrzebie
Z pasją z pasją grał mu jazz
A na grobie napisali
Dziś Maxwell George bluesa w niebie będzie grał
[applause]
And now a message from the President of the United States
[George W. Bush]
Tonight I wanna take a few minutes to dicuss a great threat to peace.The dictator who is assembling the world's most dangerous weapons, is here in our own country.He is a homicidal dictator, who is addict to weapons of mass destruction.He has proven he is capable of any crime.The tyrant is me.I have directed the administration to support the use of violence against all of you.I will kill thousands, or hundreds of thousands of innocent people in our country and across the world.
Naw I don't think so
So I'm ridin round wit my piece on me
Cuz that's what it done came 2
Got protests in the streets
All cross the country shit u can blame blue
They ask why I got a problem w police?
I ask why police keep killing in the streets?
I swear they out for blood so fuck the police
Got family in law enforcement
But it's still fuck the police
Ima law abiding citizen
But I don't care much for the law
If I catch Darren Wilson
Shit I prolly break his jaw
Shoutout that dude that let off
On George Zimmerman from his car
If it was me I wouldn't missed
And it wouldn't have mattered how far
Cuz I got sick aim I do sick thangs
Jordan esq I got 6 rings
I got the 223 and the 45 on me
Fuck whatchu heard that bitch bang
So I wish u niggas would play me
I got something 4 ya come play wit me
Got a 100 tracks plus a 100 tracks
Put away jus incase they get me
But I won't let em, I won't let up
See a bad bitch I'm gon get her
Sign her to a contract
I don't care about her pussy
Tryin to stack a 100 M's up
Then flip that into a Billy
Don't know how many different ways
I gotta say this till u feel me
Fuck the police
They ask why I got a problem w police?
Zaprawdę powiadam on kocha polskę
Tak jak się kocha małą ciepłą maskotkę
Kocha george w bush polskę czasami
Gdy o niej se przypomni pomiędzy modlitwami
Do boga amerykańskiego w tym go utwierdza
Lokaj trzeciej kategorii z krakowskiego przedmieścia
Powiadam wam george w bush kocha nad życie
Polskę ten lokaj się wypina znakomicie
George w bush do końca się tak nie orientuje
Czy to pies czy chuj czy kraj on porównuje
To co widział na tym łez padole tylko do teksasu
Teksas wielki nie będzie woził do drzewa lasu
Zwłaszcza odkąd w barze zobaczył jezusa
Wtedy przestać pić musiał przestać pić musiał
I już prawie nie pamięta tamtych stanów ducha
Tutejszy lokaj zawodowo w dupę da się ruchać
Tu tam gapi się w około tu tam bam bam bam
Patrzę i widzę patrzę i widzę
Jaki podobny do jaki podobny do
A to jest ewenement z niedalekiej oddali
Lokaj ten ma na pęczki własnych lokai
George w bush kocha polskę
Co to jest takiego
Chyba coś małego brzydkiego i głupiego
Tylko kręci go ich lokaj czasem niezwykle jest wierny
Takoż pies i jego czterej jebani pancerni
George w bush kocha polskę każdy o tym wie
Że po heroinie dobrze czuje się
Czemu to właśnie tu czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie z nas
Czemu tracicie cenny czas
A to jest ewenement z niedalekiej oddali
Lokaj ten ma na pęczki swoich własnych lokai
George w bush kocha polskę
Co to jest takiego
Chyba coś małego brzydkiego i głupiego
Tylko kręci go ich lokaj czasem jest niezwykle wierny
Takoż pies i jego czterej jebani pancerni
George w bush kocha polskę każdy o tym wie
Że po objawieniu dobrze czuje się
Czemu to właśnie tu czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie z nas
Czemu tracicie cenny czas
Tu tam gapi się w około
Tu tam bam bam bam
Patrzę i widzę patrzę i widzę
Jaki on podobny do jaki on podobny do
Ojca swego ojca swego ojca swego
Teksas to największe państwo na świecie
Drugiego takiego nie znajdziecie
Wykonuje się najwięcej wyroków śmierci
Łaska pańska na pstrym koniu jeździ
Teksas to największe państwo na świecie
Drugiego takiego nie znajdziecie
Wykonuje się najwięcej wyroków śmierci
Łaska pańska na pstrym koniu jeździ
Do konca się tak nie orientuje
Czy to pies czy chuj kraj on porównuje
To co widział na tym łez padole tylko do teksasu
Teksas wielki nie będzie wodził
Zaprawdę powiadam wam on kocha polskę
Choć nie wie gdzie to jest ale dowie się wkrótce
Na pewno kraina ta jest mniejsza od tekasasu
Teksas wielki jest nie będzie woził do drzewa lasów
W teksasie george w spotkał jezusa
Przestać pić musiał przestać pić musiał
Zaprawdę powiadam wam on kocha cały świat
Ale świata co go kocha on nie jest tego wart
Jeszcze jeszcze
Zaprawdę powiadam wam on kocha bardzo polskę
Tak jak się kocha taką małą maskotkę
Kocha george w bush polskę czasami
Gdy o niej se przypomni pomiędzy modlitwami
Do boga amerykańskiego w tym go utwierdza
Condoleezza rais ona nie ma faceta
George w bush kocha polskę każdy o tym wie
W grecji mieszkają grecjanie się wie
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie z nas
Czemu tracicie cenny czas
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie z nas
Czemu tracicie cenny czas
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie tuu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie nam
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie tu
Czemu to właśnie tu
Jego matka mieszka w teksasie
On odwiedza ją gdy ona tego chce
Ja zazdroszczę jej bo też tak bym chciał
Piszę więc krótki list tych parę słów
Jerzy przyjedź proszę cię na rodeo zabierz mnie
Na rodeo zabierz mnie
Jerzy przyjedź proszę cię na rodeo zabierz mnie
Na rodeo zabierz mnie
Kennedy
Lyndon Johnson
Richard Nixon
Gerald Ford
Jimmy Carter
Ronald Reagan
George H. Bush
Bill Clinton
George W. Bush
Barack Obama
Donald Trump
These are the presidents of the USA
From George Washington until today
George Washington
John Adams
Thomas Jefferson
James Madison
James Monroe
John Quincy Adams
Andrew Jackson
Martin Van Buren
William Harrison
John Tyler
James Polk
Zachary Taylor
Millard Fillmore
Franklin Pierce
James Buchanan
Abraham Lincoln
Andrew Johnson
Ulysses S.
Kennedy
Lyndon Johnson
Richard Nixon
Gerald Ford
Jimmy Carter
Ronald Reagan
George H. Bush
Bill Clinton
George W. Bush
Barack Obama
Donald Trump
Joe Biden
These are the presidents of the USA
From George Washington until today
George Washington
John Adams
Thomas Jefferson
James Madison
James Monroe
John Quincy Adams
Andrew Jackson
Martin Van Buren
William Harrison
John Tyler
James Polk
Zachary Taylor
Millard Fillmore
Franklin Pierce
James Buchanan
Abraham Lincoln
Andrew Johnson
Ulysses S.
Czujesz
Fakt chyba masz towarzystwo
Jak się wczułaś w role dalej nią bądź
Nawet jeśli to ostatnia noc
Chcę trochę funku i twoich nóg na plecach
Dobrze trafiłaś jeśli poszukujesz speca
Jesteś moim paszportem do nieba
Na twój widok każdy chce tylko dolewać
Znów płyne jak George, to dla moich mord
Dziś chcemy się tak bujać całą pieprzoną noc
Hydraulika w wirach, myśli
W momencie gdy nawijam wszyscy podnoszą łapy
I komu tu brak klasy, kto jest kurwa Georgy
Ląduje w twoich ustach jak smakowity joincik
Tańczysz w oparach - uważaj
Moje ziomki to psy na baby jak
Wiesz, że rozbujam te budę jak George Clinton
Mała bądź moją psycho, moją dziwką
Już nie świruj dalej, tylko nią bądź
Nawet jeśli to ostatnia noc
Wiesz, że rozbujam te budę jak George Clinton
Mała bądź moją psycho, moją dziwką
Już nie świruj dalej, tylko nią bądź
Nawet jeśli to ostatnia noc
Zrobisz dla mnie wszystko?
The Dreamer
G. Barrett, C. Anderson
VERSE 1
Her mother told her all her life
That she was born to teach
Her dad was sure that any dream
Was well within her reach
Verse 1(B)
But when she ran away with him
All they had to say of him
He'll give you lots of lonely nights
As he takes his turn with the tumbling dice
CHORUS
But she loved that crazy dreamer
Mad inventor, foolish schemer
The dance steps change at every turn
Sometimes it takes a life to learn
CHORUS (B)
What do you do, when you wanna help someone
And they just don't see the need
Maybe you simply love em
And show them you believe
VERSE 2
And so they made their way out west
To find a new hometown
But the truck, the joy and the love affair
Were destined to break down
VERSE 2 (B)
And when they parted ways for good
She was bound for motherhood
She knew she'd wanna raise that child
But bring that girl up on her own
CHORUS
Oh she loved that crazy dreamer
Mad inventor foolish schemer
The dance steps change at every turn
Sometimes it takes a life to learn
CHORUS (B)
What do you do, when you wanna help someone
And they just don't see the need
Maybe you just need to love em
And show them you believe
BRIDGE
To sing the song that can't be sung
To find the fountain that keeps you young
To do the thing that couldn't be done
The voice on the wire, the man on the moon
CHORUS
(Out-tro)
George Barrett Lead vocals, acoustic guitar
Brian Keane Acoustic and electric guitars, piano, organ
Dave Anderson Bass
Shawn Pelton Drums, tambourine, shakers
Dennis Collins, Amandi Homi, Eugene Ruffolo Background vocals
Produced and arranged by Brian Keane
For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect
Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne and Caroline
Hey ah, I gotta say w'sup to fuckin' Snow
And Bam Bam and all The East Side Stoners
St.Tucko, Sean Stern, the Ken G Easly project
Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Greco
And everyone down at Bogarts, thanks a million
I gotta say w'sup and thank you to Dave Shae and Greg A
Whom without this wouldn't be possible
Oh yeah, your mom called and said, you guys should take a nap
To Sacramento, BMD and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada
I gotta say thank you to Diet Fade, Imagine Yellow Suns
Everyone out at Band is Dead
Kevin Swinson, Freesia, Cold Duke Train, and Wister
And ah, how could I not thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse
Mr.
We should work diligently to keep this second amendment in place,
For any individual with responsibility-
Let me repeat again, responsibility and boundaries of those who are priviledged,
To be a part of all of these twenty-seven amendments,
Of the Constitution of the United States of America,
Plus the Declaration of Independence.
[GEORGE W. BUSH]
I believe that uh, people who are gonna commit crimes shouldn't have guns.
[GEORGE BUSH, SR.]
For 'nuff inspiration, 'nuff respect
Hey Nick Tweek, Joanne and Caroline
Hey ah, I gotta say w'sup ta fuckin' Snow
And Bam Bam and all The East Side Stoners
St.Tucko, Sean Stern, The Ken G Easly project
Steve Sepada, and ah, Richard Greco
And everyone down at Bogarts, thanks a million
I gotta say w'sup and thank you to Dave Shae and Greg A
Whom without this wouldn't be possible
Oh yeah, your mom called and said, you guys should take a nap
To Sacramento, BMD and Danny Lovitz out in Arcada.
Wszystkie domy już zamknięte
Niebo, niebo pełne srebrnych gwiazd
Czarne koty na poddaszach
Grają wspólnie z wiatrem jazz
A pod szóstym w oficynie
Czarny Maxwell George Bluesa gra
Białe panie mu mówiły
I love you, I love you my George
Jesteś silny, jesteś męski
Niczym Rockefeller George
Możesz grać i w Manhattanie
Na afiszach czarny Maxwell George
Aż raz blues się urwał nagle
Bo George'a, bo George'a trafił szlag
Tłum murzynów na pogrzebie
Z pasją grał mu jazz
A na grobie napisali
Dziś Maxwell George bluesa w niebie będzie grał
Wszystkie domy już zamknięte
Niebo, niebo pełne srebrnych gwiazd
Czarne koty na poddaszach
Grają wspólnie z wiatrem jazz
A pod szóstym w oficynie
Czarny Maxwell George Bluesa gra
Białe panie mu mówiły
I love you, I love you my George
Jesteś silny, jesteś męski
Niczym Rockefeller George
Możesz grać i w Manhattanie
Na afiszach czarny Maxwell George
Aż raz blues się urwał nagle
Bo George'a, bo George'a trafił szlag
Tłum murzynów na pogrzebie
Z pasją grał mu jazz
A na grobie napisali
Dziś Maxwell George bluesa w niebie będzie grał
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