We have been moving to cuts and bruises I'll sing a song for you, run faster or you'll lose it This is our heartbeat, our words are so sweet You dropped
It's a metal stampede Metal stampede Old MacDonald had a farm E I E I fuckin' O Put your pedal to the metal Metal stampede Get along little doggies
The night was ablaze with a heavenly fire Of lightnin' wind and rain And the sound of thunder is spookin' The herd and I fear there'll be a stampede
Tom johnston It's late at night Can't go to sleep Eyes open wide Doin' the midnight creep Well it's just a holiday For a circus dream 'cause I'm a music
The sky is fallin' and the ground is reachin' up The river's goin' by and the water's Gettin' high and I feel like givin' up Standin' in the downpour
Tom johnston Mama been workin', so hard Keep on workin' mama but you don't get far But baby I know, baby you're blind And I'll keep a-risin' mama, just
The days grow short, the nights are gone Since you were here, I can't go on I cried for you, to no avail Now my life runs cold when the night winds wail
There's a change been comin' over you Well you burn back baby now what can I do And all of that jive that your good friend's been sellin' It ain't worth
She can capture your heart When they start the music playin' Sparkle in her eyes, you better be wise Or you will end up losin' your mind I said baby,
Sittin' by myself in the summertime, when the heat is burnin' down Watchin' the golden crops in the field just growin' without a sound I was a boy raised
Well, a travelin' man's affliction makes it hard to settle down But I'm stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound Goin' back, I'm
Will you, will you ever learn I haven't come to a conclusion yet Your Charm, Your history hasn't been A living hand We can lift up ourselves from this
From the very beginning, Knew I had something in me, A vision worthy of listening, But they said sit down boy, And they laughed at me gave me attention
Chorus Whatever I say over the beat it's a hit cus it's hot. However I sound better believe that it's hip to the hop. However you feel all my peops just
Daze me make me numb a doctrine becomes an ideal I hang onto every word you mouth no doubt, no doubt I?m stampeding with the crowd it makes me dull in
Il est temps de suivre la route des Boys Band avant que notre arc debande ! Il est temps de plomber le reggae ici bas faire d'la musique populaire qui
Il y a dans l'air que l'on respire Comme une odeur comme un malaise Tous les rats s'appretent a partir Ne vois-tu rien de ta falaise Il y a dans les studios
piel la acaricia Y la populi se rie Y la ventana se agita Cuando por esa vereda Tu fina estampa pasea Chorus: Fina estampa Caballero Caballero De fina estampa