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Band The Rumor

Now when the rumor comes to your town It grows and grows, where it started no one knows Some of your neighbors will invite it right in Or maybe it's a

Fordítás: A Band. A Rumor.

Everyone has a song God gave us each a song That's how we know who we are Everyone has a song We have come, heat the drum The land trembles with dancing

And hit him dead in his mouth for bein? loud and wild Shit is real Ain't none of that elastic fagot rubber band plastic shit Muthafuckas in the battlezone

Sonic I'ma boss, I'ma fiend to the fuckin dead presidents The IRS looking for me, for my residents Sucked the time after time, they lied on my name Spreading rumors

bands that are playing down here at Gutfest this year I think some of the other bands playing will be The Who, The Clash, uh, Digital Underground There's been rumor

battle again? I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band

dancing and the band began to wail But the guys were indiscreet They were brawling in the street At the local dance at the local county jail Well the band

Please don't tell, no, no, no Please don't tell I told you so I just heard a rumor from a friend I don't say that it's true I'll just leave that up to