Lyrics:
Like oh shit, bros so violent
Brothers on the road wanna show no silence
Mothers on their own wanna show no guidance
Roll with the sirens
Like
tonight.
He's the greatest guy to work for, man, he's really cool
Hey Snake, this party's getting dull, throw someone in the pool
Hey, let's all take
or a drunk or a punk
Or you just don't know rocket boosters in the trunk
Your driving to fast
Someone's gonna call the cops
Driving to fast, are you ready
And every road been a journey looking like
what the fuck is this (yeah yeah)
What the fuck is this
Can't trust no soul and can't cuff no bitch
Stress too
By: frank zappa as performed by nazareth
Said, don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road?
No, don't it ever get
rise
and but I think its way too much
Don't wanna be held by certainty
Was I living in a fantasy
Can it be done by someone just like me?
from his face
Followed by a look in the mirror
Something doesn't feel right here
Who is this man I see?
Somehow he can't recognize himself
Why am
someone cares
'Cause we've been down to the bottom, stories we've got em
When we hit rock bottom
If you been there, put your hands in the air
And let
On a windin' dirt back road
In the hills of Arkansas
In a little country farmhouse
With his mama and his pa
Lived a plain old plough boy
By
Idiot American, idiot American
The American life
The American life
The American life, fuck it
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever
nobody to talk
Pages filling fast feelings turning into words
Shivering in long winter draped by the drugs
Starving for the love and world is feeding me
ways worthy of us saving
When you see the road ahead that will mislead the nation
Don't be afraid to stand tall as someone's motivation and this
This is
Nato
Standing at the fork of 12 roads, analyzing all of them
Waiting for a shot, but someone gotta pass the ball to'em
Yeah I use to have some
this road alone?
Who am I? Am I someone that can write a song?
Who am I? Just someone that you’ve heard before
Or is it in my mind?
Is it in my mind?
I
someone else
I'm guessing it's the moment I take control of my world
And it's a long road home
Overload, I wanna be alone
And it's a long road home
What
on a train
Yeah, you thought that he was gutter, so they found him by the drain, surrounded by the grain
You know, they found it in his brain, and bullets in
competition can't digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough
I start feeling like shit's sour
The electricity in my will power could still power
And the headlights blur and sparkle to see them through your tears
And someone will find the wreckage, with the wheels turned to the sky
Led there by the music,
Ayy, down the road, ho
Yeah, down the road, ho ayy, yeah, ayy
This some serious shit
I tell 'em I ain't noticed
then watch 'em roll by
Make
Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
easily get swept away by lightning storms
And hours watching TV shows
Never a lonely moment with four siblings, no
Always someone on the go
In our yellow
wind rippin' down the alley at dawn
The mornin' papers fly
Dead man lyin' by the side of the road
With daylight in his eyes
Don't let it bring you down
I wake up in a rainbow
Cast by cut glass from the window by my bed
Feel your pillow
But it's cold like your words to me
Last night when you said
I'm
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