Lyrics:
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Chceli by no nemožu mi povedať nič
Nikdo z nich mi nemože povedať nič
Chceli by
just got a girlfriend instead
She knew something was funny
Shecould tell by his behavior
Or the way he flamboyantly shook his hand
When he would wave
Praise Jesus, hate the real Carrie Underwood
Bricks blue and white like Aryan Brotherhood
"Hail Satan" scribbled with a
Crayon on the wall
Pay with your
preferably who like each other
Who would like to come up here
And attempt to dance to
What George sings do we have
Anybody who isyou're one
Okay, what's your
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
But I got nowhere else to go
I'd do anything just to bring your home alone
Are you scared now?
Are you prepared? No
There's no time to be wasted.
But I got nowhere else to go
I'd do anything just to bring your home alone
Are you scared now?
Are you prepared? No
There's no time to be wasted.
and cheepnis in the case of a monster movie has nothing to do with the budget of the film, al
H it helps. but true cheepnis is exemplified by visible nylon
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Tom fowler
Three Dog Night?!!
Yeah...
Oh! I love them! They're my favorite band!.. ow gawd.. oh, do you like my new car? I'm ah.. my Dad just gave it to me for
going from ze neck?
They're all weird.
Gimme your watch.
I still don't trust this guys accent.
Who is this, who, who? come here, come over here. do you
Mike Will Made-It
EarDrummers
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these bitches
Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious
do
It against the vamp from the
From "Pound For A Brown, "
Which we're going to insert in the
Middle of this sort of a
Musical uh, musical chairs-type
nigga)
Bigger than life (million dollar music, flashy life style)
Oh when the sun goes down we gonna be alright (yeah, the sun do shine, nigga)
This is
What kind of girl do you think we are?
Don't call us groupies
That is going too far
We wouldn't ball you
Just because you're a star
These girls wouldn't
Champagne
You know what I'm saying
Ice
Sarkordie
M.I
There's a lot of girls in here
But you're looking like you the one
Omoge just be sincere
You know you
sax
And vocals
Ruth Underwood on percussion
All right!
Okay
The gong always gets 'em
Ralph Humphrey on drums
Chester Thompson on drums
Tom Fowler
You're awesome
Push!
You're almost there
I know you can do it!
Keep going
Push it!
Don't stop!
Fucking push!
You got this!
Push!
Keep your eye
scary
Like Carrie
Pouring pig's blood on the Republican Primary
I don't fight fairly
In the Congressional Library
You're all zeros
I'm number 1
Binary
I'm
me shame
I can see stars just like I was Len Carrie
But I have been wanting to say down lately
Refused to listen to people here lately
None of these
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
Folks are dumb where I come from
They ain't had any learnin'
Still they're happy as can be
Doin' what comes naturally
Doin' what comes
Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read, you begin with A-B-C
When you sing, you begin with Do-Re-Mi
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