Yeah! Drum solo.. drum solo! Phil Rott! Ladies and gentlemen.. Mr Phil Rott Alright here's a song that we actually know And we actually made it up So
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Big shiny jet plane in the sky Please drop us off as we go by We're an American band And everything is rockin' out of control When we hit Japan Faxes
Hello everybody Alright! How.. ooh.. How's it goin'? So they tell me that everybody down on the floor bought Our CD to get down on the floor Thanks very
I'm being hassled by the man The man The man The man Man Crush a killer with a thigh bone Man You call the cable, make a cozy home Man You need a rock
A tiny turtle in a can I dig a living room in the sand Poke a toe through a hole in the floor (Floor!) And ramble on some more (Ramble on!) Mobile home
Hey.. 3,4! (x4) Ahhhhhh... All this energy callin' me Back where it comes from It's such a crude attitude It's back where it belongs All the little kids
I had a girl Yeah.. "had" is the word I tried to hold on But it was pretty absurd She said she loved me And I said I loved her too But we weren't having
You're the one.. you're the sunshine (x2) Every time I see you (x2) Every time You're the one.. you're the sunshine (x2) Ooh..... And I want to be near
They took a hot-rod motor and they put it in her heart It's a dream location but she's tearing it apart Tounge-tied and twelve Staring up at perfect
I had a girl and she did me wrong I didn't let that kind of shit go on too long Split the clouds and divided the sea Showed the evil girl how nasty the
I heard you on my wireless back in '52 I like awake intent on tuning in on you If I was young it didn't stop you coming through oh-a-oh They took the
Tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz Brains came out first when I was born <a href="http
I feel lowdown and blue I didn't have what I wanted That's when I saw the sign Outside the place that promised salvation I gave the waitress my order