Lyrics:
William Roy

I was standing by my window On a cold and cloudy day When I saw the hearse come rolling To carry mother away Will the circle be unbroken By and by, Lord

like. . . heavyweight champion over the world. (soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!) (soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!) (soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy

spaghetti sauce You wanna floss with a G, keep it real It ain't no need in you lyin, to the king of the Trill You either won't or you will Just keep it

Jello Jello Jello Jello Jello Jello... Ho ho ho I'm Jello Jack the jolly boneless boy. I live inside a jar beside the rooster boy named Roy. They pour

us We eat with our hands, no fork and spoon for us We will take the knives, and we will take the wives And we won't take the jewelry but we will take

beat You know it's tight dog with drumma on da beat Now what I say? Verse 2 Yeah boy, like yeah boy What my favorite color be? Red boy So under rated like B Roy

lair 1935. recorded by roy acuff's Crazy tennesseans 1936, "dynamite" hatcher vocal, acuff mimics the train Whistle. This is hank williams

cause bad breath The revolution will put you in the driver's seat The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised Will not be televised, will not be televised The revolution will

bitches drop names and bring a lot of problems And puttin' somthing in the head the only way you gonna solve 'em Jack a stay plottin' watchin' your every move And the minute you snooze will