No Grandma! Know Grandma! Gnome Grandma, ahhhhhhh.
Deeply poetic lyrics about metal, ruling, and the ruling of said metal.
Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes, Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me. His passion burns, the world it turns, He fills
a note from keith: This was a B-side from when we recorded "All the Hype that Money Can Buy" in 2000. a note from Reese: This is some serious
That tastes horrible!!!!!! (Ahhhh, my face!)
I feel pretty good today,/ This time i can see it. / This time when i see her face, the words will come out right./ I comb my hair, and put on my favourite
Album: Cheeses Of Nazareth (2003) When I was young, in the good old days on the farm, all I ate was dog food. Dog food! keeps a horse employed. Dog
How's about some milk? How's about some milk? How's about some dairy products today?
you should be slapped./ At least a cow can run and be free./ Omnivores for mediocrity. a note from Reese: Keith used to only eat 4 things - meat, bread, cheese
Waffle of the ancients way too much of bobby laying in the gutter Abraham Lincoln beard
Salivating Often Digesting all the oatmeal falling off of a log Abraham Lincoln beard
I don't rock the jukebox, or hustle the women. I'm deep drownin' in trouble and not even swimmin'. I can't begin to tell you my toils, my trouble is
I see a city on a hill, I see the only way to be filled, mighty rushing wind around us, Holy Spirit burn within us. [Chorus:] Burn. Burn. Burn. Within
Donkey Basketball! It is the best of all!
What could this be, too much MTV? Chalk another fad up for its fall into infamy. What?s in a standard if it changes all the time? You?re still having
Give me back my sandwich!
4 kids in Memphis, should pay me 5 dollars. I wrote this song and they said they would pay me, and I want to buy a hot dog