Lyrics:
Coconut Sam, the Music Man
The leader of the Choir and the Band
Singing his song all day long
Brightening up the world around him
Sitting in the sand by
Drive, Drive
Press the break, sit on down
Pull it in gear down make a sound
Radio up, favorite songs
Head my way it won't be long
Drive, Drive
Miss
so much
He's busy grating his gears and riding his clutch
He was happy that way for quite a while
Then one day something cracked inside
He spent
guess I'm just another that grew
Use to plant marigolds by my mom's feet
Growing for Daisy
Cultivated our garden
I beg your pardon
This is amazing
of the world left behind
Can you hear the whispers from the wreckage?
Haunting harmonies in the machine's dirge
Lucy listens to the gears of despair
A symphony
Teaching his boy
How to steer through the gears
With a rusty old bike
They'd ride side by side
A legacy of leather
Steel, and pride
Oh, little rider, dream
No one knows why
You sat there and told lies
Hurting on the inside
On the floor you cried
I was by your side
Through all the hard times
Will we fix
How 'bout another tequila
Out by the motel pool
I won't steal your heart tonight
But you can beat mine black and blue
When I hear that highway
singing Cowboy Slim
Chorus
Years went slowly by
Ethan lived under the Sky
Like a railroad bum who never rode a train
One day Elaine and Slim
Were dancing
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll
the unknown
Record of my wrongs in the shadows
Heartbreak in my songs right on schedule
Daisies pinned lifeless, sing along skip
All about my heart gift, nine
hands up in the air like a drone
Yeah, now hold 'em over your head like your home got invaded by the feds
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long
Way Too Much
Written by Tim Lynch
Heineken is all that I drink
And I get high off a hit of weed
Somebody's handing out Jager bombs
Got me so tore
Come for a drive
Like we used to
Bring the old songs
Leave the new you
Don't let go of my hand
As I change gears, we ll be as one
We were love
gears, missing years, disappear
As for you, I couldn't bear to think of it
They said you were Swedish
You asked me for a chocolate bar
Then you went
gears, missing years, disappear
As for you, I couldn't bear to think of it
They said you were Swedish
You asked me for a chocolate bar
Then you went
or Mars
Come on along, and we'll have ball
Driving in my car, with the radio on
Playing an old, Buddy Holly song
Heading down the road, and singing along
I
If you don't believe me, go kick rocks with some moccasins
Couldn't find a hipster to fix gears on my rockin' man
Everywhere I go I got the whole
pushing daisies
To the Sky they’re raising up .. all this happened lately I swear
Look At all this energy that I can give
I spend my own money no one ever
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll
was always fine
What am I here for?
Picking daisies in the void, by the lake
He plays sweet songs to me, like a bard
He dries my tears with his cape
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
and tightly shuttered
A buttered dagger cutting through the blue as life flutters by in song
Rolling along and along and along and along
Rolling along
to capital relations, yes!
Dont loose your exclusive chance
To do, what you want, baby!
However it continues 500 years
By this time we created many gears
So
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