Yeah yo Don, gimme a little bit of that chicken. That smooth chicken, a little bit of that gravy. And I want some old hot jazz biscuits. With a little bit of that blues butter.
Dolly rockers dressed to kill. Holding on to rocker bill. It ain't the 50's anymore. . Born a rocker,die a rocker. . Drunk outside the local dive. Her daddy's waiting in the tribe.
See them coming down the street. Greasy heads and creeper feet. They don't make no social call. . Born a rocker,die a rocker. . Meeting at the local hall.
ABOMINATION - FASCIST SWINES. DISCONNECTION - PREGNANT TO ANTICHRIST. . A STRANGE CHANGE IN THE SILENCE. A NEED FOR UNKNOWN. BLACK OUT / WHITE NOISE. HAVE TO GO.
Inner City life. is getting me down. Poliece and gang wars. all over town. Closing down our clubs. for no good reason. Hassle us on the street. take away our freedoms.
Do what you want and don't give a damn. There's a price to pay. And you keep on paying and paying and paying. And it never ends. You pay in the end, my friend.
LESPA: Bateria. MAURCIO: Baixo e voz. SERGINHO: Guitarra base na melodia e solo no solo. ROGER: Guitarra solo na melodia, base no solo, vocais e assobio.
I can't believe that I ever let you go. And assumed your heart was broken. I wanted a love where I could come and go. Now the door's no longer open. Why don't you take us back to then.
Rape the world of morality, desecrate our land.. Obliterate a society.. It's gotten out of hand.. Sodomy a way of life, flaunted on TV.. Learning nothing from our past..
dear son,. you're supper's almost done.. we're boxin' up for one- be on the run.. you'll find. this happens all the time.. just wash it down with lies, and drive..
Well, you know, I didn't mean to look your way,. but you knew why I was there - to know who's in your hair. Unless you want to, don't answer. Don't tell me what I want, hold on - hold on.
My head's a spider web of daydreams-whistles while it weaves,. Too many fantasies,. My arms are two legs of a table folded patiently,. Perched up so I can see..
I bought your record, and I fell crestfallen. By the borrowed blisters of an old time zone. 'Cuz I remember when the back beat wasn't programmed in. And heroes were still human and messed up.
All alone in the world and you came and followed. But you gave me lots of reasons and you gave me things to swallow. She cuts you off from everything , and love why dont you run?.
I waited for the right time to let you go. I waited for the right time to let you know. I waited for the right time to let you go. I waited for the right time and the right time is.
(Janet/Eric/Terri). *(vocal by Terri). He knows how to make me feel tragedy. He's crafty. He senses many ways to quiet me. He's clever. Hurry up, hurry up he's calling.
V1:. Remember the time when things were easy?. Making music was all for fun. Completed feeling. Then egos got in our way. Trading the passion for pay.
You, always right beside me, never leaving your post. You always find me in the end, you never stop to bitch about the past. Biting my neck from day one it never last.
In fit of drowning, as my heart keeps pounding.. Scribing on the statue, all onto what's left.. Hold on, to the strings of reality.. Bouncing on my heel of prosperity..