Lyrics:
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
I couldn't care less, call me Jeff Winger
I got a picture of myself in my wallet
I got a test, and i'm guessin' every answer
Keep a glass and a flask
persons are paid, just tortured and slain by right wingers
It's not morbid or vain to force disorder on the order on the order they claim
I fight evil
HEAVEN'S FALLING
Music by Kip Winger and Reb Beach
Lyrics by Kip Winger
If you believed the truth in me
Would this all have gone wrong
Can we
IT'S OKAY
Music by Kip Winger and Reb Beach
Lyrics by Kip Winger
Take off the masque
Take off the gloves
Take off the armor that's so rough rough
Winning away, winning home
Having learned from lost matches
Putting their football boots on
Now nothing is out of reach
Before stepping on the pitch
make it move
Cuz anywhere I go
Got me labeled that dude
Everything large
Real fucking large
Big big body cars
Tucked away in my garage
Big money bets
a college
Professor william Saroyan marrying the
Same woman twice (but
By then he wasn't going anywhere
Anyhow) john Fante being sliced away
Bit by bit by
DO OR DIE
Music and Lyrics by Kip Winger
You're running on empty
Gave up on your dreams
You're running from everything you could be
You used
Did a big old abortion tour. I'm just, I just got back from the road. I'm doing like these like abortion shows in Texas and Louisiana where there are
don't want to be thirty
I've got some big plans,
Goodwill has some big hands
With each new computer screen,
The world tells me I'm more green
Buy
travel in a herd
For real though, give them the finger
The pathetic peasants continuing to linger
They won't say shit without a winger
One on one they more
that anybody has the right to be loving
And anybody has the right to be living but this is so hard in a world that is spinning
And filled with corruption
Can I hold your attention
In the first second so you don't skip this content right away?
We're on the internet, so
I am as good as my skill to get
IT ALL COMES BACK AROUND
Music and Lyrics by Kip Winger
Be sure you're looking down
As you're flying through the clouds
Keep your demons safe
loud like them riots
And it's still ghost even if that food quiet
Real rap, cah you ain't gotta tell me
You were raised by pricks
Wouldn't last long like
invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
loved by ya grandmama, and ya babies
[chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack n the box
You can't impress me, so fuck what you got
I say my head
A big hard sun
Beaten on the big people
In the big hard world
When I go to cross that river
She is comfort by my side
When I try to understand
She just
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
wheels on the highway
Driveway so big it got a driveway
Yeah, that's my life to make
And I ain't gonna make it any other way
Blinded by the glamour
Burnt
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
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