Cruising' on my belly all night long, you gotta hold on You gotta hold on, you got a rattlesnake say, "I'm a rattlesnake" Cruisin' on my belly all night
Johnny always takes more than he needs Knows a couple chords, knows a couple leads Johnny always needs more than he takes Forgets a couple of chords,
Delivering noise Real tough boys What else have I got? Half-priced drugs Stolen guitars What else is new? It's somethin' to du It's somethin' to du
Well, it gets about three, everything is swell Come on down, come on, what the hell Oh, I know it's better than TV and there's a whole lot to see When
Well apathy's got a hold on me And it, it won't let go Tell me your problems, I'll tell you mine Motherfucker you're gonna know Well I can go for a change
Who, who never showed you, About the easy way, Whose robes did they trade you, For such an easy life Who, who never showed you, About the easy way
See her come down, through the clouds I feel like a fool I aint got nothing left to give Nothing to lose So come on Love, draw your swords Shoot me to
Do ya like good boogie like the real boogie woogie hear the juke box singin' get the dance hall swingin' won't ya grab my shaker got to meet your maker
I adore your cute silly grin and how you brush your shinny hair until another day begins there will be more sins tonight (i might be drunk, but i'm sure
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Manchmal gibt es Zeiten, in denen du nicht weiter wei?t. In denen das Gluck dich verlasst, Zeiten der Wut. Graue Silhouetten, die dich wie ein Mantel
And I'll take you home and show you love Under the sheets we'll make this night seem like it's way too short Your hair rest gently on your chest And girl
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Against myself and everyone else, I've come to hate the cheats and the fakes. The forged the feeling and truth was erased. Piece by piece they threw the
[Eminem] I'm gonna get my gun! [Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me? [Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man? [Eminem:] I got
Another Friday night, to get the feeling right At the bar when he sees her coming over What you gonna do, if she walks up to you Tongue tied better get
Well you come home most every night as grouchy as can be And start right in a pickin' on our little kids and me I'm sick and tired of hearin' are you
A man knocked upon my door said "Don't you know you're gonna die some day And I got a plan for you man, for when you pass away We'll give to your mother