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This is the year of manly livin'. This is way to shake it to the modern beat. This is a statement meant for givin'. This is the real meat. No places for the tightass talkers.
Well you can live your life on a common ground. Or you can strut your stuff to the idiot sound. Waitin for a chance now, wantin to get down. . Lacin up the shoes for a new vendetta.
Got hugging little pants and a flashy do. Black boots and a champ belt too. Head man and hes frolicking with the fans. . Wrong look, he will jump in the air.
It's just a jet man rammin' it right home. Gonna ride this motherfucker till I'm gone. I got a mission and I call it speed. Mach 87 baby that's what I need.
With the top down. And a hitcher. And a stream of steady talk. . I got the beat on. And a kerosene bottle. And a light on the cigar. . Light green. Light up the kerosene.
It was a long long hour in a long long year. It took a time to get out of the rut. And now the long gone power got you bendin' over. And it's time to get out of the rut.
All my friends are coming round tonight. And they know what to do. Theyre gonna hang out on the corner. They mean shit. . Its gonna be a long, long Friday.
I got a one way ticket and Im planning on comin' back. I got body full of kicks and Im heading right for the sack. I got some bad-ass speakers playing Miles in a silent way.
Well I will get in the cage. And I will meet the rage. 'Cos I ain't got no choice now. I gotta turn the page. . And when I hear the roar. You know I'm gonna soar.
Well, Im a full three course tonight. Yeah, Im a tummy roller coaster alright. Drowned in sauce, egg on top. All the sides with a big fat butter dollop.
I got your beep and now I am on my way. Light falls and I am on my way. . 'Coz Ill nail that picture right through your wall. I got a black bag ready when nature calls.
You know I try so hard. To be the only one. But I dont know so tell me why. You dont wanna get it on. . Im on my knees Im givin' up. This thing is heavy as a goddamn log.
Huddled on across the street. Getting cold when we suddenly meet. Must have been a couple of years. And I feel nothing but a cold, cold fear. . 'Cause now Im looking at a face that belonged to my mother.
Nightfall and his axe is gettin dull. Wanna burn a candle wanna burn it in a scull. Writin' letters to a friend. Stains of make-up smeared out on the hand-made smokies end.
Little man, youre very small. Little man, youre very small. No ones gonna hear your call. No ones gonna hear your call. . Little man, your eyes are red.
It wont be like you want it to be. It wont be like you want it to be. . I dont know what youre lookin' for. I dont know what youre lookin' for. Well, I can try and I can try some more.
I wanna be out there seein' big rock moving. Get my head groovin', I wanna get high alright. I see the tracks are forming. Stones keep moving, get my head ruined.
I've got a war baby. so whatcha gonna do. I got a war baby. I got a war with you. . I get sick baby. And I get it from you. I wanna kick baby. I guess that we are thru.
The sounds are ringing through the night, like a symphony. We can hear it come, yeah, here it comes. From all but one direction, like bugs to the fire.