Yeah Yeah Loaded Gonna have a good time Loaded Gonna have a good, good time Don't you know that I wanna get loaded Ooo hoo ya o yea Mmm, lit Brighter
(chorus) x2 Die!!!, I choose before you One by one we will pick you You will die!!! (fuck it....psychological) Verse one: Siccmade music comin up out
I was rollin' through the hood one day Thought shit den calmed down, "gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around Ain'
Now bigger than life is...how I'm coming out, Rigorous,and vigorous, You niggaz know what I'm talking 'bout, I want cheeze and lettuce, and my wallet
you walk me home and what do we talk about? you're lips are sand, throwing pictures out, i drop my mind and you fill me in gladly, i once believed how
Say a word for Jimmy Brown He ain't got nothin' at all Not the shirt right off his back He ain't got nothin' at all And say a word for Ginger Brown Walks
Who loves the sun? Who cares that it makes plants grow? Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart? Who loves the wind? Who cares that it makes
Hey hey! [foreign content] I've loaded up a good thing To see the way she feels Faster than a sosa home run She's gonna get a little huh huh yeah Look
Oh little girl What have we done One of us came undone Which one Lost in the moment My despair Maybe we just don't care I care Put it one me But maybe
You pray for salvation Your soul you would sell Avoiding damnation And those who reign in hell A game for the liar But who pays the price? The stakes
Caught in a Woodsleep Miles Down the Crypts Beneath Desert Sands lay Deep Sworn to an Obscure Belief Shapes with Serpent Faces Watchers in Deathwish
Blacklung coat and your little crown That's the crown that you get for falling down Hey baby lemme look in your eyes I see you standing in a weird
Find me Find me Wine me and dine me Get fuckin' loaded Party I want to play guitar And be a movie star Be in the b-movies And take off all my clothes
Just what is it that you want to do? We wanna be free We wanna be free to do what we wanna do And we wanna get loaded And we wanna have a good time That
(reed) Loaded version Can I have your autograph He said to the fat blonde actress You know I've seen every movie you've been in From paths of pain to
Mama told me, ever since I was seven "Hold your head up high" My parents told me, ever since I was eleven "Hold your head up high" They said the answer
Lonesome Cowboy Bill Yo he rides the rodeo Lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho Lonesome Cowboy Bill You know he rides the rodeo Up
Somebody took the papers And somebody's got the key And somebody's nailed the door shut That says, "Hey, what you think that you see?" But me, I'm down