man But I can't for the life of me Get away from the rockin' machine Oh, I'm a rocking machine Oh, I'm a rocking machine Oh, I'm a rocking machine.
her I seed her Yeah she turns me on Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head
Peeping round the door i got a big surprise Couldn't see a thing but open skies They've taken her away where is she now Wish that she was here wish
Somebody somebody Come to my side I'm tired i'm crying I'm sick inside My woman that woman Just wasn't right Chorus Help me now please my friend I
We all came out to montreux On the lake geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank zappa and the mothers Were at the
You're lazy just stay in bed You're lazy just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on let's go space truckin' The fireball that we rode was moving But now we've got a new machine
Somebody's shouting Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there It's a deception When will i ever learn? Chorus: I'm alone here With
[Verse 1:] It's like a flood, heads rush when the doors open The record stores stack they shelves with the most potent With the commotion Of a firearm
now Even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I
muthafucking black eye But the one with the blue eyes! Kill! [Chorus: Gangsta NIP] Meh say price on his head Meh say price on his head Track him down
Well I see, I feel On my way You close your eyes, scared to think You might see A world that spends more to kill than to cure Living, writhing, diseased
A farewell to arms Mutilated lives Blackening as coffin line the sides Filled with fathers Who has won? When only sons Hold their grieving heads and
What is a man that stays true to the game But has to cheat a little to get by Well that is a person that I know to well Don't want to know, but I don
[Pre-verse] As I fall, ?? Drunken through vodka... As I fall, ?? Drunken through vodka & cola Chard's of glass burning the back of my head As I turn
away, well I can It's all in your head It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's all in your head I know
[Music: Flynn, Lyrics: Flynn / Duce] You tried to spit in the eye Of a dead man?s face Attacked the ways of a man Not yet in his grave But your hate
I was that kid sittin' over in the corner, smiling with a shit-eating grin And I was that kid smilin' in the back of class 'cause I'm fryin' on mescaline
