Lyrics:
C10, kicking up some brown rocks
.30-06 with a cedar-stained wood stock
We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys
posse
I'm a outlaw country boy, straight up out the bottom
Revolver in my Gator boots, Detroit we gotta problem
Turn down the bass, I'm a turn up
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
'Cause I'm the S to the p-double o-n-y
The one
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
Cause I'm the s to the p-double o-n-y
The one mc
suits and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll
To rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Oh, oh..
So you can call the police
I'm sorry
suits and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll
To rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Oh, oh..
So you can call the police
I'm sorry
and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll (x2)
Oh, oh...
wish no more
for noble hearts and blushing wimps
the outlaw rock'n'roll begins
we'll take you to the valley's green
you'll hear the distant fairy
Baps is waiting at his bricked-up bar, down in his crappy old shed
Look'n pretty dusty cos its 9am and he hasn't even been to bed
Bolo rocks up in
town
And she said: ""Brown eyed boy
Play me a rock 'n' roll tune
And maybe there's a chance
We can dance by the light of the moon
Yeah, brown eyed boy
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
and where we'd go
Now we know, baby, now we know
I spent my whole life wasted
In bars with boys playing rock 'n' roll
Dancing in the loud noise
Used to talk
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
to Chuckie my friend
He says
Beat it boy I'm waitin' for my medicine man
New York New York too bad to be pretty
New York New York rock'n'roll city
New York
you set yourself on fire
I liked rock n roll
And you liked rolling with me
(Let’s roll baby)
Now I get high alone
With Pink Floyd and Crosby
And hon,
gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas
the same, same (Woo)
Left and Right hook, Floyd May (Money)
Left early but I came late (Tardy)
Cause I had to get the brain on the speedway (Brain)
Left,
I was born in mid-class in a boring town
Where the neighbours are fine
No talk ‘bout up and downs
And there was me
A li’l rock ’n’ roll boy
I was
a natural born loser, don't you understand
That's why you're born to sing in a rock n roll band
Born to feel the pain and write sad songs
With losers like
Renewing Rock N Roll
Requiem for Mackenzie MacNeil shooting a film
Indie peliculas with Nickolas
Who noticed soon,
Inasmuch as composing
this city off rock n roll
Tried ta ruin our spirit but we gained control
Born here lived here still live here
Home of the gator Al Wassam Cartier
New
day
About a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far, you know she never seemed to notice
That this silly
day
About a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far, you know she never seemed to notice
That this silly
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
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