Lyrics:
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
There's an infant clinging
To his overweight mother in the cold
As they go to shop for cigarettes
As the spends her last dollar
On a bottle of vodka
There's an infant clinging
To his overweight mother in the cold
As they go to shop for cigarettes
As the spends her last dollar
On a bottle of vodka
to push that bottle away
Instead of divin' back in it
No, I don't wanna do her that way again
God knows how many times I've been
Hungover in a hotel
The very last dodo bird
And was she aware
She was the very last one
So I wonder this
As life billows smoke inside my head
This little game
Where
Darling we're not very old
But there's a love story that has to be told
By stars above I swear that it's true
It's the story of my love for you
space travel company and last but not least the earths moon and planet mars.
We blast off in T-2minutes, please, keep your seatbelts on until the very
us feel good and the very last time
Everybody claps with your hands
Here we go now
For the last time
Yeah
many lines
Just to make us feel good and the very last time
Everybody claps with your hands
Here we go now
For the last time
Yeah
the message, don't agree with the methods
Don't let, don't let the lifestyle drag you down
Who knows when was the last time you felt the love
One last
Well I like takin' off
Don't like burnin' out
Every time you turn it on
Makes me want to shout
We keep getting hotter
Movin' way too fast
If we
Stranger came and pulled a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said, "Take my money
Take
Well I like takin' off
Don't like burnin' out
Every time you turn it on
Makes me want to shout
We keep getting hotter
Movin' way too fast
If we
the longest time
Maybe this won't last very long
But you feel so right
And I could be wrong
Maybe I've been hoping too hard
But I've gone this far
the acid pill,
Don't stop to think now
You're having a good time baby
But that won't last
Your mind's all full of things
You're living too fast
The last day of school was the first of June
Me and Bobby watched the clock all afternoon
Waitin' for the bell and Mrs. Greer
To say, "Have a good
the lights are burning low
It could be in the movie
In the very last row
Down the old ox road
In the magic of the moonlight
You are filled with
the acid pill,
Don't stop to think now
You're having a good time baby
But that won't last
Your mind's all full of things
You're living too fast
and I’m gonna throw away your stupid needle
I’m gonna try to make love straight, for the very first and last time
Slow it down sugar, unless you in
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said,
We've been doin' this longer
Than you've been alive
Propelled by some mysterious dry
And they still let me do it as weird as it seems
And I do
fly by
The best things we've forgotten
Flashed before my eyes
Faster than a bottle rocket
I know how hard you tried
I'm only being honest
You
murders
The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world
Slim Shady (let's go)
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
to party (Uh, huh)
Last time was in a Bent
This time brought out the Rarri (Damn)
Have a hundred by my neck
I'm still the old me (Uh, huh)
Yeah, I heard them
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