Lyrics:
Crying, canned heat, canned heat, mama, crying, sure, Lord, killing me.
Crying, canned heat, mama, sure, Lord killing me.
Takes alcorub to take
I ate canned bread cause
I realized I'm quite like Squidward
I'm an unsuccessful artist
I ate canned bread cause
My band friends bullied me into it
Crying, canned heat, canned heat, mama, crying, sure, Lord, killing me.
Crying, canned heat, mama, sure, Lord killing me.
Takes alcorub to take
Pre-flight delight
Defaced street lights
A pyramid mind fuck
Don't leave your seats now
Popcorn everywhere, canned
Cliche people organs rare
Jeremy benedict's canned beans
these bad times I'm going through just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby, woo-oh
I feel the thunder see the lightning
I know this
Steady girl on your feet
(Steady girl on your feet)
You and your wonderings
(You and your wonderings)
Bread can feed a few
(Bread can feed
Canned laughter
Rings in my ears the morning after
Canned laughter
Would cans save a big disaster?
Spreads around the room like a tumor
I'm not
these bad times I'm going through just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby, woo-oh
I feel the thunder see the lightning
I know this
Canned Bread is a piece of fucking shit
And I want him to choke on a fucking dick
I want Canned Bread to fucking die
And I mean for real this time
And the Bear is rolling in the shade
Everybody is gonna boogie
Blues roll night and day
Turn on all of the people
Who got no place to stay
All the men of Canned
he's busted
The food that we canned last summer is gone and I'm busted
The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow,
Me and my family got to pack
Canned Heat
The Fifth Dimension, Creedence Clearwater
Oh, brother Hendrix, sister Joplin, we wish you were here
Early in the mornin' Johnny Cash
I'm going through just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby
I feel the thunder, see the lightning
I know this anger's heaven sent
So
the reason why
They want to tear Canned Heat's reputation down.
You people in Denver
Will know what I mean.
Yeah, the things I'm gonna tell ya.
Yeah,
had potty issues and snotty tissues we been rockin
Think you poppin next year nobody will miss you
My thoughts is too advanced for the artists on these
these bad times I'm going through just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby, woo-oh
I feel the thunder see the lightning
I know this
busted
The food that we canned last summer is gone
And I'm busted
The fields are all bare
And the cotton won't grow
Me and my family gotta pack up
these bad times I'm going through just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby, woo-oh
I feel the thunder see the lightning
I know this
nothing but unstable
Bring ashtrays to the table
And that's about the only thing they share
I'm in their secondhand smoke
Still just drinking canned
the after party
Two-gun gang, all-black Ferrari
His and her Armani, put it in her tummy
And yeah, the bread good if the head good
Before Benihana's, it
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