Lyrics:
BoB yeah! Mm
I'm from that city yup that's that city
Put Decatur on my back
Got the whole map with me
This kush came from Canada
Call that
Marley, poet and a prophet
Bob Marley, taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me, can't you see I'm gonna cough it?
Give
in Philadelphia
And we wanna do a song that's kind of a tribute to one my all time favorites
A fella by the name of Bob Wills recorded a song several
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now save poor Bob
What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who would I complain to for hours?
Who'd bring all the flowers
When I have the flu?
By Bob Farrell & Eddie DeGarmo
Side by side by side by side
Walking together is the way it should be
Side by side by side by side
When you
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song,
Just get a bob-tailed bay
're weeping
While still a baby in your pram
Brainwashed by the military
Brainwashed under duress
Brainwashed by the media
You're brainwashed by
Girl, this rubbled mess was caused by my neglect.
Of course, I'll pay and by the way, my dear,
Here comes Bob!
I ain't subtle in my ways of making
By Bob Hartman
Based on 1 John 5:11
First He calls out
Into your darkness
He woos gently
And you have to choose
But the choice is easy
It's light
you see us passing by
On some dreary rainy day
Take a look at the young boy
And his naked...
Asshole
Space cat flying through the galaxy
Gliding the stars on my ski
The shooting stars that fly by me
Lost in time, living is easy
I am the space Bob
and only you, babe
Express yourself
And let me be me
Express yourself
Don't tell me what I cannot do, baby
Come on and work your body
Now Joe wanna be like
One More Parade
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson
Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street
Rollin' of the drums
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Hebrews 11:6
For so long I was depending upon
My senses and fences, I tried to ride on
And trusting in
This machine kills fascists that's what I said
I'll stand on your grave 'til I'm sure you're dead
In the squares of the city and the shadow
Written by Bob Dylan
Copyright 1964 M Whitmark & Sons/ Warner Chappell Music (ASCAP)
It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering
up all night
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He's on my mind, he's always right
Bob-Bobby Stevens
I was blinded by your light
Bob-Bobby Stevens
Let me take you home
yourself, you gotta be you and only you, babe
Express yourself, and let me be me
Express yourself, don't tell me what I cannot do, baby
Come on and work
Marley, poet and a prophet
Bob Marley, taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me, can't you see I'm gonna cough it?
Give
sells everything
Sex kills
Doctors' pills give you brand new ills
And the bills bury you like an avalanche
And lawyers haven't been this popular
reached his hand
To try and touch a machine not made by man
But the gravity it made he could not withstand
And man I wish I'd seen it
Bob Lazar
Bob Lazar
It's Barbie bitches
We got Tom Tom's over here bigger than a monster
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
We got tom tom's over here bigger than
Though I called and called
Windows started tremblin'
With a sonic boom
Windows started tremblin'
With a sonic boom, boom
A cold girl'll kill you
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