coming We're beneath the radar Ooh they must be joking I can see the tops of their heads poking out the top of the Trojan Guitar Well they marched on
to... Her red guitar, yeah The color never fades away No matter where she has it placed And my life would change when I saw The face of her red guitar Of her red guitar
I may tell you It's been this way for years I play my red guitar It's the devil in the flesh It's the iron in my soul I play my red guitar It's the devil
may tell you It's been this way for years I play my red guitar It's the devil in the flesh It's the iron in my soul I play my red guitar It's the devil
When everything we felt fails Then some music, soft and distant sails But it don't sound like it did before Then I know I'm left with nothing more Then
the early morning I can't make up a thing And a barely can play I don't like to sing So I picked up my brush Painted blue guitar And I ripped off the
red guitar, yeah, the color never fades away No matter where she has it placed And my life would change when I saw the face of Of her red guitar, of her red guitar
when everything we felt failed and some music soft in distant sails but it don't sound like it did before then i know i'm left with nothing more than
Traduzione: Allen, Kris. Red Guitar.
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Andy] [Guitar solo from Let's Move To Cleveland Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, Portland, Oregon December 20, 1984 FZ CUSTOM STRAT Ike Willis rhythm guitar
way. Well it wasn't long when I left daddy's home, all alone with no place to be. With a great surprise, it looked me straight in the eyes, a red guitar
I ain't rich but I feel like a billionaire hustle to I die Yea fuck around and but it there one licks two licks three licks four Keep hit licks like I'm playin a guitar
Dear Diary Mood: Apathetic My life is spiraling downward I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert It
She slips off her dress, Rips off my jeans She's hot for sex, She got the mind to please She chain me to the bed, She's gonna get mean Her eyes are red