front page You wanna do somebody right For those who ain't famous, not tonight You do the NBA an' the NFL Rappers an' singers as well Keyboard players an' the drummer
at Andy, God damn" That must be renowned fam 'cause I ain't even got a Dodge But still that same raggy, quite import in my garage I swear on every ounce
years 40! Niggaz brave to talk around these motherfuckers, WATER! [E-40] The whole enchilada, the whole taco Motherfucker I'm a capo! Play with hundred round drums
You're in a band, you wanna play; drums, guitar, add a bass. Isn't that okay? You heard our tape. It's not your thing. I guess we don't fit your scene
Lounge And the crowd was growing thin It was me and two drunk salesman And a waitress named Corine He wasn't much to look at Drum machine and a
bolly on your wrist when I ice you N 5-5 in the garage when I wife you [Chorus 2x] [Benzino]: Doll baby lookin right candles burning all night incense heave scents drum
aber ich dachte wir waren morgen verabredet. Sie: Mein Freund verzeih ich will dich nicht stör'n will deine Stimme nur hör'n drum sag was
In upstairs rooms The meals are eaten The cars in the garage ready to go go Disco baby shed no tear Hot light overhead Shaking meat meet Ho ho weekend
know how to drive on these long, lonely freeways and intersections we've got up here. We've got two cars in the garage, two cars in the garage, and drum
In an old garage Rain is comin' down Half a block away You can hear that sound Powered up by love And electricity Makin' lots of noise And feelin' free
band I got Jemi and Kurt Cobain Roger is bangin' the drums I got all of the temps singin' backgrounds, baby And Jay's on the ones, yes he is In my garage
in my band I got Jemi and Kurt Cobain And Roger is banging the drums I got all of the Temps singing backgrounds, baby And Jay's on the ones, yes he is In my garage
street We heard those old records and knew we belonged When the drums hit the groove, we'd all sing along Just a garage band Oh, we were livin' in Garageland Just a garage
it's all about For the Old Skool we were late, we put down the skates Started grabbin' guitars horns drums and the bass Kickin it live inside the garage
' mir: Was die kann, kann ich auch! Ich hol' mir jetzt 'ne Polaroid und knipse meinen Bauch (und mehr!). Im Hause ist zu wenig Licht, drum geht's in die
n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad [mystikal] How many niggas y'all know will come in this bitch Take out an album and drum
, vocals) Ike willis (lead vocals) Peter wolf (keyboards) Tommy mars (keyboards) Arthur barrow (bass, vocals) Ed mann (percussion) Vinnie colaiuta (drums
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER'S Special Presentation) sings to us of the trials and tribulations of garage-band husbandry. Central Scrutinizer: We take you now, to a garage