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to you But I feel like such a fool So here's to my S. T. U. Pidity stupidity And here's to me not thinking clearly clearly Oh I raise my glass of gin in
to keep space free for humanity U. S. Space Force going boldly Rockets glow and you will know U. S. Space Force is a Go Around the globe where-ever
with you, You're on my mind. And we got love, And love'll take you higher and higher and higher, Higher and higher. E. S. P. I communicate
Gotta crush and leave tomorrow (I still love you) I’d feel neither rage nor sorrow (I still love you) I can't pretend and I can't deny anymore I S. L. U
got We hate you U. S. Army We hate you U. S. Army We hate you U. S. Army Fuck you your goddamn nazi
I fall into pieces thinking about you S. O. S I'm going crazy without you In and out of love, out of touch with reality Out of touch been awhile,
A little place west of Brisbane Town You'll find family here who won't let you down At the S.S At the S.S At the S.S Swann Road At the S.S At the S.S
If everybody had an ocean Across the U. S. A. Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californi-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi sandals
SURFIN' USA If everybody had an ocean Across the U. S. A. Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californi-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi
Jesus steals Cigarettes Burning beds My god is blue My Satan's red I show my love I show my love Exactly the way that I was shown love J. U. S. T D. O.
you know the rest.] Comrade Duck: you have been given until daybreak in Murmansk to get your cotton-pickin' trucks out of the U. S. S. of R. You will
the U.S.S.R. Broken dreams of the U.S.S.R. Melancholy & bizarre The U. S. S. (ah) All the tears the cossack wept, Frozen solid on the Steppe Lonely Laika lost
Looking on a golden sun and love that's burning red You know, I wanna be Down by the open C. O. A. S. T With you right next to me, sailing through
If everybody had an ocean Across the U. S. A. Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californi-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi sandals
If everybody had an ocean Across the U. S. A. Then everybody'd be surfin' Like Californi-a You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies Huarachi sandals
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today We touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.
praise to Your name is J. E. S. U. S. Jesus You Own, the cattle on a thousand Hills You are my Wheel in the middle of a wheel To my darkness you brought
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today We touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.
The second Hogsville dandy-steppin' ball and frog happin; contest. Drag. [Chorus:] Strange day. Strange day. Strange day in Hogsville, U. S. A. I'm
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today, We touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A. New
Who says we ain't country Just because we moved to L.A We'll never buy that California funky We'll always be small town U. S. of A We were just
house in the U. S. of A. Een sympathieke gastarbeider nam de stoomboot ieder jaar Kwam hier over daken rijden kinderen zetten schoenen klaar Meer en
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today, We touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.
daybreak in Murmansk to get your cotton-pickin' trucks out of the U. S. S. of R. You will copy! [That 'dumb' chorus continues.] Well, we shot them rigs
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