these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row, one, two, three, four, five... Splits, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops, one right after the other. Well, this one
ry word's the Gospel truth Got witnesses ta prove it, too, 'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton Now Milton was o-fficial tour director, Electrical piano
Kings Get Broken (David Crosby) [Intro. (Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Piano)] The tiniest actions the turn of one card And Kings get broken hard And
't think he wanted it that way like a gull blown inland on a stormy day Lost in round one spitting out pieces of his teeth lost in a Paris graveyard
Mack Daddy over to the left Pity pity pity pity, wack wack wack A moo moo moo, a jumping jack Rock this is brain now, I'm one step over Respect your
, so excited by the fact that he's actually touching a piece of metal that might have at one time come in contact with the actual flesh of a bo Bear.
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals) Ian underwood (alto saxophone, piano) Bunk gardner (tenor saxophone, clarinet) Motorhead sherwood (baritone saxophone, tambourine
a bird that's lost its mate in flight I'm alone and oh so blue tonight Like a piece of driftwood on the sea may you never be alone like me [ piano ]
back door opened, shit I hear it close and my belt unlock Turn around and there was four mafuckers with glocks Pointed straight to my dome piece, grabbed my chrome piece
i did to my hands, I broke 'em You gave me the stone, gave me the chisel Didn't say how to hold 'em Didn't say to give away every piece of the puzzle
same floor as Valentino! NORMA Oh come on, come on, come on. Get up. Follow me. And one, two.... and one, two, one, two together. And one. (THEY begin
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your door You open up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw See mysonne is the one that hit the
just thin and tight in those Brrrr bus depot jeans With a squirt resistant stud stud Hey stoner Get over there in the spliffbunker one Becos London Bridge
Ben Frank's every day Waiting for the one that got away He's got a snake skin sport shirt And he looks like Vincent Price With a little piece of chicken
my piece while sippin' drank and smokin' weed You can pop an ecstasy, well, take ya ass to ecstasy One in ya mouth, one in ya back tappin' ass like piano keys One
all night to win There's a storehouse of song titles I can recite from that summer I hear one every now and then It seems I'm always driving when I hear one