What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor Walked past the
Sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone) Suzy Creamcheese (telephone) Dick Barber (snorks) What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor Walked past the wig
Traduzione: Zappa, Frank. Chi ha bisogno il Corpo di Pace?.
Traduzione: Mothers Of Invention. Chi ha bisogno il Corpo di Pace?.
peace.." "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.." "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.." "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.." "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace
who?s willing to die for his beloved country ?Crawl in the mud or on your friend?s corpse. It doesn?t matter how many people are killed, Never mind
low puff the post like steel then feel me Pop the most coast to coast, reel to reel Though I'm not as close as I need to be My life ain't living easily
true All those kids at Berkeley dressed like Bowser They didn't like the Stones or the Who Sha-Na-Na didn't need flower power They didn't drive a yellow submarine Yet they were the guys who
'til they catch the bastard - I hope they fry him" They were sure that he did it, there was no need to try him And Willy Bennett, who was in it to win
[includes a quote from Who Needs The Peace Corps?] 8:08 [...]
underground, never to be found Then my body rots as I'm sleepin in peace Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceist But who is this motherfucker knockin
Their leaders wait above the celebration Sending their thoughts to the dispossessed. Who?s ivory face is beyond communication With a corpse laden smile
s done fucka, what up whatever You bird's is food I'm about to pluck some feathers, I'm young and clever, Plus, clutch under pressure, yup! who does this
took the peace of mind, from me and mine Out in the field, out in the real Chaos and pain and loss They wanna show us who's boss But the cost was the
Sharpen the stainless steel sherrigan and tie ya weaponry Walkin' the West Bank like a desert storm vendorin' [Hook:] Why?, why you feel the need to hold me down Who?!, who