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of bad names like you all might
No no
What I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go down-town to the
Hardware store and buy myself a double blade axe,
Come back,
at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just said "hi"
He was thinking
the good times go?
Life was so much easier twenty years ago.
I guess I should stop by Mr. Johnson's hardware store
His only son was my friend Joe
But
tape on every other thing
Real ferns in the sunroom
Bug zapper by the screen
Dog hair on the restoration hardware
Who says you can't have nice
and play a guitar chord
And do a little do it yourself
Call on your neighbors to put down their labors
And come and play the hardware in time
'Cause
kid me, shit in my coat aiming at your kidney
Pressure, red hot like chilli pepper
Black 'n Decker hardware avoid the leper
Five o'clock shadowboxer,
above
And prayin' for rain
Through a cloud of dust
Yesterday somethin' in town caught his eye
The old hardware store had a help wanted sign
He thought
here
Come with your shield and hardware, it be on here
Don't ever roam, in the naked city
Eight million stories none pretty
Bomb em wit the Witty
the alarm!
Another sound boy dyin, hot irons
Slugs flyin out the hardware appliance
Baby mamma cryin, sobbin and grievin
You was at aws wit them kids
a hardware store but he sure had a lot to hide
He had a back-room full of the guns of war and a ton of ammunition besides
Well, he walked with a cane, kept
of the hardware store
Gathered 'round a checkerboard
Old men telling lies and crowning kings
Kids driving 'round the old town square
Tops rolled down in
Close as heaven i can go is
Watching hunting and fishing shows
And hanging out down at the hardware store
Now texas that is one beautiful place
We don't
About six months ago,
To a man who drives a hardware van
For Johnny Fox and Co.
Farewell to Dixon's soap suds
From the famous brand called Crown,
pussy boy, don't do that
If I don't do nothing, I'mma bald
No hair
Smoking on that "oh yeah"
My niggas tote that hardware
What you bout woadie?
My
yeah, yeah
He was dealing antiques in a hardware store but he sure had a lot to hide
He had a backroom full of the guns of war and a ton o' ammunition
you"
The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware store
My new lover made me keys to the house
And when we got home, well we just started
dancin' is through
I run to you
Up on the hill
They've got time to burn
There's no return
Double helix in the sky tonight
Throw out the hardware
Let's do
of the hardware store
Gathered 'round a checkerboard
Old men telling lies and crowning kings
Kids driving 'round the old town square
Tops rolled down in
tutoriale nie ufałem skrótom wcale
Pół życia muzyki na kompie mam dość
Kupiłem wreszcie hardware od teraz jebać soft
Poprzednia płyta to zbiór tego co boli co
tutoriale nie ufałem skrótom wcale
Pół życia muzyki na kompie mam dość
Kupiłem wreszcie hardware od teraz jebać soft
Poprzednia płyta to zbiór tego co boli co
with that hardware that y'all niggas don't know about
Let off and blow 'em out, that's how we show 'em out
Put a couple of bodies on them things then
seen him at the hardware store.
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure."
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he
through with it
Keep confusing this music shit, die for some foolishness
Fronting like you a hardware using bitch
You hit the block, prolly lose your
raid
Can't see the cage but can't leave the Streets Of Rage
[Street Life]
It's a Shoot On Sight fair, warfare prepared
Arm yourself beware, hardware
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