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alright.
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Don: the tape is rolling.
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Don: here we go. this is grand funk railroad and here comes the count. one, ...
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kinds of pain all the part of a railroad train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in
conversation
You know you're grand
F-Froggy Froggy and Toady Toady
Tangerine seeds one by one
After dinner, pick up the popcorn
Asked you, do you want
conversation
You know you're grand
F-Froggy Froggy and Toady Toady
Tangerine seeds one by one
After dinner, pick up the popcorn
Asked you, do you want
of pain all the part of a railroad train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin...
the part of a railroad train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part
Of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
that silver dollar
As serene as it is grand
No I can't help but holler
Just as it commands
I'm a railway man
I'm a railway man
The only bottle on my
Man, I was in a place
Called Keeprunnin', Mississippi one time
And I heard someone on my way by
Sounded a little something like raw funk to me
So
As we’re looking for the classics
And which artwork is most ridiculous
Shake the the dust-jacket free from dead skin cells
Of the Grand Funk Railroad Born
two cats, one is named Grand Funk
The other goes by railroad
She feeds them pie a la mode
And talks to them in secret code
I wanna be like you
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
Railroad
Yeah
I got
Yeah
My Faucet
Stand up, Stand up
Yeah
Turn up
Skeletons
In my closet
Blood runnin
Out my faucet
Sometimes
I lossed it
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
in a three room run down shack
At the foot of the hill by the railroad track
Where decent folks don't go when the sun goes down
My daddy worked
a fond farewell
By the time I get to Memphis I'll be outta my shell
Cotton fields just as white as snow
Sweet magnolia blossoms grow
Big moon shinin'
sessions
We name
Field hollers
Spirituals
The underground railroad
The blues
Jazz
Church
Dance
The chitlin' circuit
Prayer circles
Funk
Hip-hop
Holy ghosts
see the sky
Buildings seem to grow so high
give me somewhere peaceful and grand where all the land
slumbers in monotone
I'm world weary living in
I step across the railroad track
Climb a fence and walk out through a field
And for a while I breath fresh air
And feel that sun I can't believe it's
on Windows98 on a dusty keyboard
Trust me,I don't rap to get to the fucking billboard
I hear a lot of music grand funk railroad
I respect Eminem cause he's
Úgy bántott, hogy nem jöttél el
Ó, Gabriella
Hol jársz, Gabriella
Miről énekel a Grand Funk Railroad
Hol jársz, Gabriella
Hova tűntek el
mets-moé don' ça un peu trop fort
Mets-moi don' un bon microsillon
De Pinefloye
De Crimson (Crimson King)
Mets-moi les Who (Who's Next)
Grand Funk Railroad
Úgy bántott, hogy nem jöttél el
Ó, Gabriella
Hol jársz, Gabriella
Miről énekel a Grand Funk Railroad
Hol jársz, Gabriella
Hova tűntek el
when it heard the first blast
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
Looked more like
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