Rap force goin' strong, on and on Take a few seconds, to say peace to Sarah Vaughn Now back to the steel that will wield a golden reel And when you
Yeah For the two thousand (Two thousand) Black Elvis (Black Elvis) We get raw with this (Hand me my guitar) Tour bus packed (Tour bus packed) Black
No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar; Mike Patton: Vocals ( Angel Dust
albums and i think you are the best" he started to cry and i started to laugh i gave him a hug and he gave me his autograph reeling in my disbelief,
the coldest winter in seventeen years" I didn't feel so cold then I swung on to my old guitar Grabbed hold of a subway car And after a rocking, reeling
to flowing when you get to going babe it's gonna be just fine Come on baby let the good times roll... [ ac.guitar ] Your heart will start to reeling
music all around you You should see the way it feels Come on off we go now Heel and toe now to the jigs and reels 'Cause somebody's got a fiddle Someone else brought a guitar
film from Hollywood Oh, my screen goes up, and my lights go down My picture starts but there is no sound The only thing I hear is a guitar play From a
He reels around the nightclub Like the hubcaps off of a car That just crashed into a sign that said "This way to the nightclub" He says you ain't worth
reeling with the thought of you Well I don't wanna say that I'm in love Even though my heart is pounding in my ears My insecurities, my fears, leave me hanging here This guitar
us down Nothing's gonna break us down Like a bullet in your barrel Like an angry superhero Nothing's gonna take us down Billy lincoln - guitars, bass, drum loops Kat green - vocals, acoustic guitar
I'll dig my hands in Reel me in I'll give in Til I win Hold me up I'll dig my hands in [guitar solo] Reel me in I'll give in Reel me in I'll give in
coldest winter in seventeen years; I didn't feel so cold then. I swung on to my old guitar, Grabbed hold of a subway car, And after a rocking, reeling
got drastically Of a sudden the need to play bombastically We lost sight of what is real It took us this long to get back on the reel to reel We call
Raymond, Steve DiStanislao, Andrew Ford) [Intro. (Drums + Piano and Pizzicato Violin)] This dance that we do leaves me breathless Reeling on the edge
you grab on too tight try to read too much into it you know it's only music That song - the one your hear inside late at night it can set you reeling
rudolph, santa's gotta make it to town Yeah, you gotta make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down Ah, run, run rudolph, reeling like a merry
Can't explain this crazy feeling but it's cut my whole world reeling I believe I'd best be leaving you Before the snow flies... [ guitar ] Well I don