Only trouble was I had to buy it And I'll do anything I got to do Cut my hair and shine my shoes And keep on singin' the blues If I can stay here in Johnny
Traduzione: Johnny Bush. Walk With Me.
Traduzione: Johnny Bush. Snakes On The Ceiling verde.
George Bush shook hands with me' Then I'd go and choke on a cock And Guinevere would find me leaving home And Johnny Depp would call me on the phone And Johnny
m givin them, somethin, they, can feel" I explore a woman's vaginal region like Lewis and Clark (please douche) I might decide to eat the bush like Sandra
Diamond in the back, sunroof top Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop Jack plays the back, just knockin' other socks 'Cause now in the hood he's (Johnny
for plot for a debt that's overdue Hangin out the window of the rental, we dumpin over you We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys Waterhose-douse-bys, bush
We foot a BROOM! Sweep dem wey Ding Dong, Tornado, Ova March (Sweep!) Ding! (Sweep!) Pencilman! (Sweep!) Ravers! (Sweep!) Chicken & Beer! (Sweep!) Johnny
Is he the black messiah is he another four years of bush I hate wasting time talking about politicians But is there any other way Johnny lost his home
dans microcosmos comme soljenitsyne a la fete de l?huma comme Dark Vador au sauna comme un slip dont se serait la fete Mickael Jackson dans une maison de retraite comme George Bush
and stayed a week i met the queen of all my dreams and we danced cheek to cheek and then we freaked had a fight with king kong godzilla and rodan johnny
to a show, Ted +Turner+ to a hoe Robert +Diggs+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's +Cash+ +Nia Long+ed for
It's hood hieroglyphics, it was written in graffiti scriptures Fall of Twelve Tribes, leaving with us They got a new Pope, the seeds of Hitler We spell Bush
overrated See I ain't plugged into 'The Matrix ' Or smoke weed with the smiling faces It's either Heaven or we Hell Razing Holding hostages and gun waving Tell Bush
t take me long to realize that this ole girl was in a fog She even thought that Ferlin Husky was some kind of Eskimo Dog She thought the Texas Troubadours were President Bush
This ol` dream took me back to Houston I watch the little ol`ladies shootin`pool in skin tight jeans While the boys tune up their fiddles for the show And Johnny Bush
garantied She s the master of her art Collecting Honky Tonk Hearts Honky Tonk Hearts, ........ like mine and yours solo If you start that record reelin` you ll have that Johnny Bush
remember that terrible day How the blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny