GutterMouth Lyrics
GutterMouth Lyrics
"High Balls Lyrics"
Rosalie The Cowgirl's Song Lyrics
She's quite the mediator A smoother operator you will never see She'll see you later No one dare disobey her openly She knows music I know music too, you see She got
She's quite the mediator A smoother operator you will never see She'll see you later No one dare disobey her openly She knows music I know music too, you see She got
imagine my friend that the well has run dry
the bar keep resigns cause there won't be more rye
trade lies with your mates then you have a good cry
it's finally happened no more good times
what would you do and what would you say?
if some bloody bastard took the high balls away
my god the world would insist that we cannot
be happy until we are pissed off our ass!
Some fools don't know what's right from wrong, But somehow those folks belong. Me, I try for all I'm worth, But I still remain a stranger on this earth. Some people gloom, ot
who the hell gives them the right?
hold your glass up high and we'll
drink on and on and on and on
if I'm happy or I'm sad
Jack Daniel's makes me feel allright
raise your glass up high and we'll sing
on and on and on and on
all we want all we want all we want
is high balls for everyone
and then, this fucked up world would s
Trampoline Lyrics
We've been locked out again I'll be the indian and you be the cowboy We'll terrorize the girls Walking home from school In their uniforms I wore a yellow skirt Covere
em allrightWe've been locked out again I'll be the indian and you be the cowboy We'll terrorize the girls Walking home from school In their uniforms I wore a yellow skirt Covere
hold on Jacky, save me your goodbye's
hold on Jacky, need a double rye
we got your back Jack baby no more feelin dry
so cheers to you my dear old friend
come on Jacky, gimme the good times
come on Jacky, don't wanna walk the line
we got your back, Jack baby no more feeling dry
so cheers to you and all our/your friends tonight
day by day they take our
Broken Up A Ding Dong Lyrics
Running down the road in the middle of the light Light don't mean its going to be alright Running down the road in the middle of the light Say to myself you're gonna be here all ni
freedomRunning down the road in the middle of the light Light don't mean its going to be alright Running down the road in the middle of the light Say to myself you're gonna be here all ni
who the hell gives them the right?
hold your glass up high and we'll
drink on and on and on and on
if I'm happy or I'm sad
Jack Daniel's makes me feel allright
raise your glass up high and we'll sing
on and on and on and on
all we want all we want all we want
is high balls for everyone
and then, this fucked up world would seem allright