Looking back to the past,. predictions of the end. Unseen ultra violet rays. are beating on my head. Nuclear threat wanna bet will be our demise. The day will come when we'll look to apocalyptic skies.
juice head. juice head. juice head. juice head. juice head. juice head.. . Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs. . 20 Classic Christmas Lyrics to Celebrate The Holiday Season.
way down louisiana close to new orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens... there stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, where lived a country boy name of johnny b. goode... he never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. go go go johnny go go go johnny b. goode. he use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack and sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, playing to the rhythm that the drivers made. people passing by would stop and say oh my that little country boy could play his mama told him someday he would be a man, and he would be the leader of a big old band. many people coming from miles around to hear him play his music when the sun go down maybe someday his name would be in lights saying johnny b. goode tonight..
Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit. Don't wanna hear no hippie shit. Don't tell me I'm closing my mind. Don't wanna grove, don't wanna dig. Don't wanna spend the day naked.
Through word of mouth let it be known. The man who spends his life on a mission, he's legendary. Travelling from coast to coast. He's the contemporary Johnny Appleseed.
Johnny has a problem. Johnny is out of control. He had a TV party. With the kids in the black hole. Stealing people's mail. And lynching the landlord.
black is beautiful, white is so pure. can you see a difference? all I see's a blur. is one color a virtue how can you be sure. . Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs.
black is beautiful, white is so pure. can you see a difference? all I see's a blur. is one color a virtue how can you be sure. . Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs.
Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get in the middle of a knife fight. Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get AIDS or dysentery. Jamaica's alright, if you wanna be mugged or murdered.
Indiscriminate I'd rather be elite. I'll choose my own shit scene. Unsubstantiated rumors flown are true. I'm here for me not you. . Nonconglumurate I mean what I say.
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Germans Love To Insult ME. The country condescends. we call it arrogance they call it making friends. . Scottish don't speak a language. The British Love To GOB.
I'm swimming in a sea of pee. I'm hiking up a big mountain of poo. I feel like rolling in glass when I'm without you. . I'm diving in a bowl of puke. I'm fly fishing a stream of puss.
it's not the right time to be sober. now the idiots have taken over. spreading like a social cancer, is there an answer?. . MENSA membership conceding.
He's not smart, a C student. And that's after buying his way into school. Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic. Can he read? No one's really quite sure.
One night, I fell asleep. A man dressed in black in front of me. I said "whatcha going to do to me? ". He said "i'm gonna set you free.. From all the pressures of society.
You know how it is! I'm... I'm... I'm.... I'm 40 now and I got a family and I got shit to do.. And, you know, I made the decision when I was 40.... I'm goin' on the wagon, you know?.
Mascara hides the sleepless nights. Years of abuse, the downs and highs. A lonely drunk staggers on stage. Weathered and worn, battered and broken, I feel my age.
[Originally by Rancid]. . I'm the one who got a religion. I'm the one who couldn't take my knife. I'm the one who got a religion. I'm the one who couldn't take my knife.