like me My father's father's blood runs deep as his dreams that I still hold dear And hard days work- yeah, it gives me pride And my words are the fuel
Shoes out of leather Tongue dried out The fuel's all gone, engine stopped Sister, please stay till I tell you how I left And the color blue's for me
Rocket fuel, rocket fuel Buddy, I'm runnn? on a rocket fuel I'm flyin? high and feelin? cool Buddy, I'm running My mom works, my dad?s gone So, I skip
to do it right like Spike Holdin' forties, gettin' green on acres, these broads were our mules That's when we used to serve in front of Commonwealth School Fuel
any means... our enemies be gone No longer can we wait As an enemy drains our future As the light of a new day shines Our anger fuels our march this dawn
, rot eternally One, one by one are left to bleed Cries bellowing instant misery Gone, life is gone lying in death's bed The act of murdering, so empowering
. Losing respect from the nations. Our own allies disapproval. Fuel the fire. Our own fathers shelter lies. Fuel the fire. Abusive power crushing lives. Fuel
to a band, a fallen dream, a fucken outcast! Now that your gone we carry out this torche, the one you threw away with no remorse. No fuel to light the
now demons running, racing through my dreams. taking shape, destroy my life forever, poisoned memories to fuel this fire, I'll burn you alive, you, too
pushed around Been a long time coming on Take a look at him now And the days of if are gone 'Cause he's showing us how Knowledge fuels the mind of
grand Never stopped to think of taxes He was gone before they knew With a flair for ol' romantics To the orient he flew When they fueled in papeete
Let the captain take you home Pack it up and you'll be gone Make it warmer in the back You'll never be left here alone Grab a blanket and rest your head
love. And when we turn our backs we tune it out. Colder and colder we turn it off. If there ever was true love for life, it's gone. Where has it gone
pack Fuel it up 'cause I'm gone So don't you be late I see the beacon light and it's on So strap on that jammy pack Fuel it up 'cause I'm gone
getting to the money scream TOTALLY DUDE!! Scream TOTALLY DUDE!! Scream TOTALLY DUDE!! {Verse 1} I'm still on a money making mission now I'm holding a fuel
if you missing G (Let me put you on game) I taught them better than that, I taught them aim for the head And hope they never come back I'm glad your daddy's gone
I know you're out there Closer now, close than I've ever been (To being too far gone) Running out, running out of you again (Can you fuel me?) I'm numb
when, uninspired conversation would, fuel my fire. Looking at me so, heavy handed, would loosen my strength. Together as one... the body is gone. (although