Lyrics:
leaves, in the back with Steve
That's the Catholic priest (Oh, Steve)
If we were no more, there'd be no wars
Terrorist attacks on the almanac
You could walk
069, 234 is the place that made me
Just wait for it they will know this round the globe
All day I stare at the clock
When my time go come
I know it's
consent
And the rest will be done by my groupie)
Look, chill down, please, I just don't have the time for this!
(Girls, I think we found our next Harvey
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
Yes, He made it 'cause he had the will to live
Then the trial was held in a building of wood
And there the killer would be named
And the days weighed
song come join sing along, yeah
With the Lord on my side
I will never go bye bye
And as long as I try
This dream gonna stay alive
With the Lord on my
as smooth as a chocolate swirl,
I dance a little funky, so watch me girl.
There's not one here that does it like me,
My Super Bowl Shuffle will set you
This boy is staying acoustic
There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
security guard sir
Mark: The one right in front of you, here
Tom: yeah that girl right there
Needs to come out if
You're a small person the front
Is not
wasn't even there, nigga! Ayy
Bro, I'mma come clean, you got me
Jay in first
I'm in third! Where the fuck you at?!
Yo blue! What place did you come in?
think the hardest part of holding on is lettin' it go.
When will we sing a new song? A new song.
I'm still smiling as the day goes by,
And how come
tobacco and coffee and black musicians
I rode pillion with Pancho Villa on a Harley Davidson 74
Paid for by the CIA
By day, we dealt in drugs and guns
By
the thing away
I don't even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave
But in the bing for days show you how I'm real
Come home
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
garden is where we
Get our hustle at
Ain't shit to say even one time
We bussin' that there's no discrimination
You will get assassinated for the paper
Keep building those
Keep building those, yeah
Random memories
So you know this song is about todd coming here and making the song
there was rules on how to rhyme
Cause half of the time, I'm really tryin to rhyme
And make some sense off these words and go back to read
Pandemonium hyms
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be
There comes a time
When you think you'll never realize your dreams in life
But don't run away or the problems will stay
There comes a day when you
people you'll ever meet spread word in the wind
Pretend to be your friend and will do it again
Surrounded by mental slaves, I thank God I was blessed
With
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
do it but we will 'cause we hungry (yeah, yeah)
I got a tape full of songs, wylin with five ones
Waitin on the deal to come 'cause my plate full
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