Lyrics:
seriously,
Love me, love me, love me, love me
They call me the great pretender
John Noakes was my mentor
I'm a walking talking ideas man
Here's one I
a hospital with almost all o' his family (Yeah!)
Work has its dull days; it can be slow as molasses
But work with John, boy-your day just became fantastic
He
celebratium o' de American way o' life!) I see some o' y'all be FROWNIN' 'cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! Am I right? Les' jes' have a test
microphone check si no faje
This is the mic real talk freestyle
O' nomm ro guaglione sai che è iena white
Ce vuless' nu joint ce vuless' nu joint
Sai comm'è
Me lança outra peita
Essa tem batom
Ó, ó, hoje tem show
Tem que ta com o kit da John
Vamo lá jhow, pega o sifrão
Que as mina ta colando
Pra estourar
Big John
Big John
Every morning at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six-foot-six and weighed two-forty-five
Kinda broad at the shoulder
John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
(Chorus 2: Hey willy-wallacky, how John Dougal, a lane quo rooshety roo roo roo).
She wouldna bake, nor she wouldna brew
(Chorus 1)
For the spoilin' o' her
o resbale
Esa es tu trampa baby
Yo caeré por que estoy en desacato
Esa cosita hoy la mato
Quiti john quiti john
Quiti john john john
Quiti john quiti
pajó consul
(John Erick)
Mirate aquella gata de la falda azul
(Voltio)
Me la perreo yo o te la perreas tu
(John Erick)
Que se joda , papi esa es la
another cup o' coffee
And let's have another piece o' pie
Let a smile be your umbrella
For it's just an April show'r
Even John D. Rockefeller
Is looking
coffee
And let's have another piece o' pie
Let a smile be your umbrella
For it's just an April show'r
Even John D rockefeller
Is looking for the silver
felt the inner harmony that comes wit' goin' wit' the flow
It can be a lot to process lookin' for the meanin
Tryin' o' gain as much knowledge as I can
to tell when John Knox himsel' preached under your branches sae black? To the poor common folk who would lift up the yoke o' the bishops and priests frae
an' meat
One woman said, ""Johnny, what can you eat?""
He said, ""Forty-nine biscuits an' a ham o' meat""
An' he was long gone. He was long gone
He was
John came in beyond, cnd pierced his heart most foully. "O father dear, I dream'd a dream, c dream o' pain and sorrow. I dream'd I was put in my heather
Fare ye well old Ely Branch
Fare ye well I say i'm tired o' livin' on
Dried beef and tomatoes
And I'm a-goin' away
When we had a strike in Ely this
Mrs. Lennon, o' Mrs. Lennon,
Checking the sky to see if there's no clouds.
There's no clouds,
O' then, I guess it must be alright.
Mrs. Lennon,
white Russian; game, Russian roulette
Flight Continental six o'clock in the mornin
Briefcase full o' cocaine on my way out, I tipped the doorman
Jumped
be my dream
That we should all rise up
And give a standing o' for the King
Cuz He's good
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
That we should all
Stack O' Dollars Trk 14 2:53
Sleepy John Estes
(James Estes)
Sleepy John Estes - guitar & vocal
With: Noah Lewis - harmonica
Jab Jones - piano & Yank
wrote the book of the seven seals
(O yes, tell me who's that writin') John the Revelator
(Tell me who's that writin') John the Revelator
(Tell me
può fermà, nun e può fermà
Nun e può fermà, nun è
Teng a nu pitbull
S' chiamm Gennar
M' o teng car car
Si o' facc nu cenn t' sbran
Sigaro mocc quann
a moment.
But foist, welcome to:
What de fuck gwine on here?
A celebratium o' de american way o' life!
I see some y'all be frownin'...
'cause mebbe why'think
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