: I'm sick of this bull shit All these bitches thinking they're the fuckin whip just cuz they got a neden Fuck yer neden bitch! That's right an don
: I was sitting on a bar stool In a barbecue joint in Tennessee When this ole boy walked in And he sat right down next to me I could tell he'd been through
it lost, or under fire, it's my only one. Ain't you got nothing else to do?" Well, sir I was bought for the lessons I was taught, but the Bull and
I aint your savior I aint your will I aint the bottle and sin that you feel I aint your low guilt when you?re alone I aint the gun in the mouth of our
I think she broke her water this time, I never said it was safe out side for this kid, you?re a bastard; extract him now that the mother is a lifeless
This infested celebration that I run down California here I come. Do you really want to dance with me all night long I?m getting pretty tired? Save your
Alone on stage without song so where is jesus now and where do I belong What is faith if there is no proof? The answer is the same but not for anyone
The amount of pills I'm taking counteracts the booze I'm drinking and this vanity I'm breaking, lets me live my life like this and well I find it hard
A primeira vez que te vi, lembrei Da primeira vez que me apaixonei De repente o lugar que eu pisava desapareceu Toda cor em voce, tudo em volta era
{*sampled singer singing "Be a man" and "bad situation man" throughout the song*} [RZA] Yeah it's Bobby Digital Just floatin over +The City+ I came
turned up.. in a big ole texas grin You'll ride a black tornado cross't the western skies Rope an ole blue norther, milk it till it's dry Bull dawg the
Thangs is feelin good today. I'm tore up,from the floor up Sippin on some crown royal. Trippin,in a circle of wood Where everybody smoke they own bud. Good ole
dress Viva tango to revive the bull She'll be dancing, she'll be clicking her heels tonight If you see her estrellita, she'll make you king for a day Ole
better get the story straight Ron Stud is my DJ makes the girl feel like it's foreplay Comin like a bull, so you better yell OLE Here is the one, I shine
I'm sick of this bull shit All these bitches thinking they're the fuckin whip just cuz they got a neden Fuck yer neden bitch! That's right an don'
your fists up if you not satisfied [Singing] Are you satisfied? I'm not satisfied Hey yo, the air's still stale The anthrax got my Ole Earth wearin'
I was sitting on a bar stool In a barbecue joint in Tennessee When this ole boy walked in And he sat right down next to me I could tell he'd been through
(Ole Bull/Jorgen Moe) Arve Tellefsen told me that the melody to Seterjentens sondag was originally written as a march. When Jorgen Moe wrote the lyrics