Lyrics:
Hiding from the light
Inside the saloon I'm getting high
When you make a call I'm on flight-mode
Watch us on the high road, life flows
What a lovely
in a swinging grass
And now the pain is drying
And you and me in crying
Dancing alone in the saloon
All the hope and tears
Under shinning moon.
I saw
I'm a desperado
Riding through this ghost town
On my old horse
I can feel the ground
I see a saloon
It's a sight for sore eyes
I swing the old door
with a bad, bad, bunch,
and you won't want us around.
We'll drink your whole saloon dry,
and we're gonna run your sheriff down.
You might be feelin' like
but you best stay out my saloon,
We blip in, cause this Vortex, say wassup, Wahana Doun!
Earthquaking, still skating, better up the magnitude.
Pull up
And the choices that you made
If on my judgment day
There's a six-gunslinger with his finger on the trigger standing at the gates
And there's an old saloon spilling
It's the last chance baby the last chance saloon, It's not him, her or me it's you
Can you make your mind up baby what you want to do
It's not going
Bij Merie in de saloon
Kun je eten voor je poen
Kogels vliegen in 't rond
Lijken op de grond
Pijltjes met wat slangengif
Schieten door je
head home soon
I got a fancy car, and a sick home bar
That's more like a saloon
You can turn your frown upside down
If you sip the shine of the moon
But
crisis
I feel like a loser and that might be the truth
If I'm going crazy, then we're both to blame
Here at the Psycho Saloon
Thinking about past mistakes
creep in the saloon
It's high time for high noon
Fucking Mexican standoff
Hexagonal cylinders start firing off
Got them coughing up blood clots
Before
inside not covered in hair
It was a Werewolf Saloon!
Bathed in the light of the full moon
See how it hangs there all aglow
Hear those werewolves howling
down at willies saloon
With seven and seven sturgil or zepplin
It starts in my draw down to my boots
Dont blame it on the whiskey
Blame it on my roots
Of a Dallas saloon playing rock and roll tunes
C'mon C'mon C'mon
Lets go oh
Oh
Oh
All night
Here in Texas Time
Hate to jump ship but I
Could see us spending our
of the time she stares at the ceiling but for a little extra she can fake the feeling
In a rented room up above Jake's saloon
Sometimes at night in a rare
inspiration
Jesus what an education
Music City showed me more than just guitars
Tele twang sure entertained
Hey Porter was on fire
Full Moon Saloon each
can hear the crowd roar in my saloon
Cuz I get 'em all riled up, sound the troops
Got me feelin' like Jesse James in this bitch
Stealin' from the banks
all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh, and I remember something you once
it all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh, and I remember something
running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her
cool down so you can sleep tonight/ holding dear to the lifeless
how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh and I remember something
all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh and I remember something you once
come to find me.
Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon
And the back-room boys still carrying that same old tune
We've just one bottle left,
reasons
I couldn't believe what you say
Wecome to the crazy horse saloon
Tonight's the night i'm gonna come for you
You better run just as fast as you can
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