Lyrics:
I'm in my vibratory by day
Leaving you with shocks
This old man
He played one
He be AC/DC all night long
With a short-circuit kilowatt ? fuse
I believe that this nation
Should commit itself to achieving the goal
Of landing a man on the moon
And returning him safely to the earth
Ten
turned to jelly
Accidentally nailed my index finger to the wall
Cut off half my toes and soaked my foot in alcohol
Well I've had my pelvis ruptured by
gas like the good ol'
Days no way? Never happen? Records are
Made out of oil all those
Big rock shows go from town to
Town in fuel gobbling 45 foot
it
Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You
Drowning in the gray cell
To dwell in earthly hell
A pimp warrior fell
One-two, Sir Lucious "L"
Left Foot in the motherfuckin' booth
Lucious
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
of schooling and they put you on the day shift
I know the danger of a man (that's danger)
Who's been to hell and back again (danger)
Can't tell tomorrow
burned
Jay Elect would've never made it
O' son of man, O' son of man
Who was the angel in Revelations with the foot on water and the foot on land
Who
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
day that would chill the heart of any man
It would teach them not to drink a drop
While the steering wheel's in their hand
This awful accident
twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces
I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven help dem, Heaven help dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.
Old man
it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel
Sweat, sweat boy, sweat, you owe me two more swings
I was born for driven steel
Well John
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
at
The foot of the stage
And waited for the fun to begin
And there in the light
Stood this heavy chick
With the cutest babe
That I've ever seen
She
By Rick Suchow
SHE WAS GOOD, SHE WAS FINE
AND SHE MADE ME THINK SHE WAS MINE ALL MINE.
TILL I LOOKED IN HER EYES
AND I READ THAT GIRL BETWEEN HER
get e no fit go to paradise….Realize
Realize say one day man go shine…..Realize
Realize say one day that future go bright….Realize
Realize say one day
to sore
This made me think more on the girl I left
On Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore
Well, we safely reached the other side
In fifteen and twenty days
day
Whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-headin' on over the hills
Where the Injun arrows are thicker than
every day
Another day in Paradise
At least That's what I hear
From everyone over 55 but what do they know
Gen Y fuck life
'Til I die
Wake up, another day
I'm staring unaware cause I'm in the zone
It moves in like a fog on a seaside road
Paralyzed by the signs and the deafening tone
I'm on a lock
The spike went through the cross-tie and split it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel
"Sweat! Sweat, boy! Sweat! Only two more swings!"
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