Lyrics:
Tjo, Tjo, Tjo
Utlwa, Utlwa, Utlwa, Utlwa
Eh, Eh, Eh
I’m still top floor, Out here rolling with my dirty vans
Dirty Vans, Dirty Vans
Out here rolling
and 'cat' written in
In crayon
Praline: Man didn't have the right form
Clerk: What man?
Praline: The man from the cat detector van
Clerk: The loony detector
you should really know
I'm just a common man, drive a common van
My dog ain't got a pedigree
If I have my say, it gonna stay that way
'Cause
a band, scrape up some money, buy a van
Learn 'Free Bird' and 'Ramblin' Man'
Never buy another beer again
So get you a guitar and learn how to play
See the vegetable man in the
Vegetable van with the horn that's honking
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
People gather around put
one
Netflix and chill wit a real one
Know what it is
Get the deal done
Now a day she back it up
Then she tell bad man mash it up
Glasgow city
See the vegetable man in the
Vegetable van with the horn that's honking
Like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
People gather around put
the same
If you ain't dancing with me
cnd it ain't a real laugh
If you ain't laughing with me
I've never been this happy
Never been Glasgow City
I wanna see
the man who'd done him in
He found him in Mombassa
In a bar room drinkin' Gin
Roland aimed his Thompson Gun
He didn't say a word
But he blew Van Owen's
with feeling, send your audience reeling
Rock on, rock on
Find a man with a van, and a back up band
Who'll give you a hand on your one night stand
with feeling, send your audience reeling
Rock on, rock on
Find a man with a van, and a back up band
Who'll give you a hand on your one night stand
The pinnacle of music
A man and his acoustic
His story won't go untold
From Glasgow to Monaco
With time, pain passes by
He's now a star man in our
child
You've never heard of her favorite band unless you
Been to Bonnaroo or Burning Man
She's Penny Lane in a Chevy van, she loves to love
She
out of sand
I wanna be your money man
My mortgage is picked up by the band
I wanna be your money man
The boys, oh they're sleepin' out in the van
Blamma man, blamma man
They shooting shit like cameramen, cameramen
They hopping out that mini van, that mini van
Before this shit, I been
want a dude with the wickedest slam,
I need a one, two, three hour man
I want a dude who will do me in his van,
A thug that can handle his biz like
Dance Before the Storm
These are dangerous time we live in
I heard a man once say
If you're prone to flights of fancy
Your dreams can fly away
See
as he yelled,
Chorus:
Go head on, Tulane, he can’t catch up with you.
Go Tulane, he ain’t man enough for you.
Go Tulane, use all
Yeah, one pen got the whole country on the edge of their seat
Them man can't play musical chairs with me (never!)
Nah, I don't wanna chill
I ain't never robbed or beat up on nobody
I ain't never failed no lie detector test
But tomorrow I'm gonna be the town's most wanted man
But tonight
I think there's something seriously wrong with me
Who's fault
They always asking who's fault, who
Default
Their face inside the asphalt, yah
Assholes
New Glasgow, Antigonist|Windsor, Torrold, Gander, Bona Vista, Saint John's|Quartervast and Minster||I've been everywhere man|I've been everywhere
nine
Joey packed the nine
Pakistan on every porch is fine
We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a time
With the sliding door, fuck is up?
The man with a plan who made it real for us all
Like Marauders on a mission when we killin' dancehalls
Mmm, Saga boy, Trini man
Ride out when mic is in
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