Oh, ho. . Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair. How I love my truly fair. There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her. Flowers for her golden hair.
My town. Is a place you'll never come in last. My town. Is a place that's upside down. My town. Is a place you'll always have a full glass. Once upon a time in a fabricated land.
i came home real late one friday night. i thought i was going to die. my head was still pounding from the night before. we took some fry. . just before i laid down to go to sleep.
(chorus) My girl friend she makes me really sick. she makes me really sick. when she's dancing in the pit yea. my girl friend she makes me really. makes me really sick.
Ah, there's gonna be a killing. A killing, killing, killing. Drugs are not for healing. That guy just ate meat, a-wow!. . There's gonna be a beating. A beating, beating, beating.
I've got a fanzine. So I should know. everything bout every band. I turned punk 2 years ago. I tell my subjects. I'm D.I.Y.. I'll your band a sellout.
Hey now, welcome to my house. I'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya'. Gotta side of pork. Gotta' side of creamy salad. Got a jar of cole slaw and a case of lighter fluid.
Hey now, welcome to my house. I'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya'. Gotta side of pork. Gotta' side of creamy salad. Got a jar of cole slaw and a case of lighter fluid.
Why? don't vegans have cows for pets?. Why? don't they keep them in their apartments?. Rights take a chimp to vote in '96. My god cows are smart as a stick.
Long ago just you and me. But you traded up to eat eat eat. Packing on those Kilograms. Aren't Kilograms just like pounds?. That keester is sure filling out.
Mother, the Queen of My Heart. SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer. SOURCE'S SOURCE: Arlo Guthrie. COMMENTS: A Jimmy Rodgers song. TEXT: (Capo up to D). C G7 C C7. I had a home down in Texas.
I'm growing tired of the big city lights. Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights. In all my dreams I am roaming once more. Back to my home on the old river shore.
Breathe in, breathe out, time to cross the line. You never thought you could get so high. Pain, sorrow, tears are for real life. You're sleeping. . Don't try to think, don't you understand?.
Why am I afraid?. Maybe I should give this up. Something so sacred. Maybe I should keep untouched. . I'm trying not to hate myself for what I love. And I cannot deny what I've become.
I'm dancing without my shoes. temperature's risin' high. I turn around and I kiss your face. suddently you smile. . When I turn the radio on. body's starting to sway.
You want to live so perfect. In a world of money and milk. Your time goes by. It's so sad to see. Exposed to lose your ground. I'll never be around. .
See the signs you've left behind. I won't run into the trap. Something's wrong, you're under control. Your life has so much pain. . And if water burns.
Maria yeah, Maria yeah, Maria yeah. Maria yeah, Maria yeah, Maria yeah. . Raw muscles in you. And you kill for the thrill to get into this. Might not be sure.
Mother's Son. . Now, here he comes, true mother's son. Shines like the sun. He should be around 23. Just like you and me. Hes got a brand new t-shirt to show.