Lyrics:
4 Guitar

ll either be world famous or goddamned dead. guitar one fastens languid years to busty bones like dust and skin on a dull antique moon. guitar two's touch

ll either be world famous or goddamned dead. guitar one fastens languid years to busty bones like dust and skin on a dull antique moon. guitar two's touch

I need a kick drum, A guitar now, And a bass line, And imma show you how, How to rock How to dance How to get down, All i need is a piano in my

follow" instructions: (1) barricade your door (2) lock all existing exits (3) place your stereo volume on 11 (4) lay back with your favorite indulgence and "communicate" All pussy cats, guitars

and he?s saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oh my God, I'm sorry!? and apologizing and she looks at the man and she, she says [guitar starts] ?Where are

running out of warrants Where TNT be jumping out the Taurus For real I can't call it you see I love Lucy cuz she Lawless Exactly like that 1-0-3-0-4

guitar that he plays, watching out for 5'0s' on the corners drinking like wino's, there's nothing i would change about my street days... put the 4'5

I?m mowin the lawn, they wanna pop me, try to drop me, back spin into a kick stand, they can?t stop me, look at me fuckin up air guitar, that they shit

wants a little piece and they try to shoot me down Yeah, well I tell them to "sit on this" (huh) And take a spin around {chorus:} {guitar solo} I took 4