Lyrics:
THROWING OUR HEADS BACK AND LAUGHING AT IT ALL
NO ROCK MUSIC
NOTHING BUT A FEW BARS OF NOTHING AND THE NICEST SCOTCH WE CAN AFFORD
PULL UP TO THE CHEAPEST
They set fire to them long ago
All the lost flags are a-wavin’
Set atop the ice and snow
Wearing a scotch gray crown
Search for the soft low sound
With
fils qu'on crucifie sur des affiches
Un doigt de scotch et un gin-fizz et tout le reste je m'en fiche !
Ils ont voté et puis, après ?
J'ai la mémoire
Truck you, Australia Felix;
Truck you, the sheep's back;
Truck you, Tasmania;
Truck you, Big Mac.
Chorus
I drive a truck.
Truck you, Scotch
estuvieran flojas
Tengo una llave fuerte que las aprieta todas
Lolas
Macaco ¿esos cocos tienen agua? Para el scotch
Que estoy viviendo en el paraiso
Gainsbourg
Mais toi t'avais pas besoin d' scotch
Pour les r'plier la nuit
Tandis que lui... ben oui !
Cez les Ferré
Pépée
T'avais les yeux comm' des
stand on two
Amped off booze wheelie with my ankle bruised
On the block silly with a mint ellie
Watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jellies
and scotch
Mask and bed
Mudslide daughter
Sons and mothers
Orchard orchard
Mask and bed
Ice on dancers
Broken feet
Spit and shine
Black metal
an underground parking lot
With the keys in the ignition.
If I be the crane, if you can be the site inspector
Who had a scotch at lunch and a problem with his
And laughter is the only way into my heart
A man walks into a bar
Orders a scotch and a bottle of coke
But the laughter is gone in his heart
You never told
Instead of a tiny silver flask
Drink your scotch, rum or gin
Where the drys can't come in
The finest bars there are
Cigars there are
That only are
pulling me like-
Soda pop and sour cream hop scotch
To the liquor
Standin', under sea of neon
If I can only get ahead
I'd go to bed
Sleep don't come easy
until you get to know me
Sky's above me, earth's below me
Wait until you get to know me
I'm a finger of Scotch in a dry Manhattan
I'm a car wreck
Troubles, no troubles, on the line, & I can't stand
To see you, I can't stand to see you when you're
Crying at home. Scotch & penicillin, please
to watch their scotch.
People send people up to the moon.
When they return, well there isn't much.
People be careful not to crest too soon.
The drums
parking lot
With the keys in the ignition.
If I be the crane, if you be the site inspector
Who had a scotch at lunch and a problem with his wife?
You
A killa in a black coat, goin' to make a mesto
Leave you in da street wit a bloody Willie Esco
Drankin' on some scotch and we choppin' down that coco
Tryin'
tequila…
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks
As long as all the troubles disappear
He messed up his life
When he beat up his wife
The floozy's gone and found
The top shelf tumbles and the world clocks run
The west scotch bottles and the soda guns
You missed the last train from the city tonight
Old
the older things
I'm just a man playing god with my thoughts
Over pans and pots
He scotch rocks and acting like Novocaine
Might as well fix the grill
the dreadlocks
When I'm broke I still smoke a lot
Choke a lot, cool cops gave a bitch props
Only faggots bust shots
While kids be playin hop scotch
In broad
feito uma gema
Me desmilingüindo toda
Ao som do blues
Abusou do Scotch
Disse que meu corpo
Era só dele aquela noite
Eu disse please
Xale no decote
Bad judgement and unbuckled belts,
Too busy doing something else,
Flirting with regret while the ice in my scotch melts,
Too short sighted to see
New suit, new shoes, aftershave and gin and juice
Brand new tattoo on my chest it says,"I love you"
Fresh shirt, matching socks, hairwax and scotch
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