and im still sewing it down moon roof to da back bently coupe blowin it out rock juice like a electric guitar,bounce to da sky like im tryna shoot
ah fuck, what happened? They always told us that we sucked at rapping Well I don't know how to play a guitar I'll play the skin flute to be a radio star
story about mackin Check it Times are changin' Talk about it More so each year, But the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp is here. So let it rain, and let the guitar
Lord, it's the same old thing Fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits new shiny car Well, It's been the same way for years It
Check this out ya dig? You've vome to the last and final record Toxic gettin' crunk on you hoes My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the rhythm
No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar; Mike Patton: Vocals ( Angel Dust
a?¦ Stretch Our Legs In Time And Space Take A Passagea?¦a?¦ Through The Vacuuma?¦a?¦ Let Me Feel The Stars Burnin' On My Face The Countdown Ten For
why on earth I act this way I can?t relate to anybody Fearing, I lower defense again Running through my fingers I just hold my breath and count to ten
had the money then I'd buy All the happiness that money could buy I'd have ten stretch limos like a movie star And a room in my house just for my guitar
week or so Gave me a little book, pick or two Said, "Here y'are mate, it's up to you" Dirty rotter, cost me ten nicker, all the loot I had Good guitar
All Around The World 2:58 Little Willie John (Titus Turner) Recorded NYC Jun 27, 1955 King Single #4818 With Jack Dupree-piano, Mickey Baker-guitar,
played guitar, Jenny played bass Name of the band is 'The Human Race' Everybody, tell me have you heard? Pop goes the world Johnny played guitar, Jenny
you might as well be walkin' on the sun Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out Of recession and oppression and together they toked And they folked out with guitars
Could you sign my guitar? Can I take a picture with a rock star? Your face wallpapers my walls Here's my number when you're in town give me a call I
(guitar intro) Another night Everyone's asleep but me But I guess I better See what's on t.v. Lookin' at the face Of a clock on the wall It said, 'Don
padded Felipe I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with y'all haters My car, the SLR, the engine through them like it's a guitar I'll leave y'all
A lot of things a country boy learns in life How to shoot a gun and how to use a knife But when I pulled in to Hershey, PA I Took my guitar up on the
I think I'm gonna call the Police, I hear something upstairs I know good and well there ain't nothing good going on up there There's probably ten or more