NoMeansNo Lyrics
NoMeansNo Lyrics
"Try not to stutter Lyrics"
You Stepped Into My Dreams Lyrics
(Ian Hunter) (Transcribed by Colin Ford) That's it baby, take one last look We gotta go catch a plane Then you won't die, and I won't die But we won't ever be the same
(Ian Hunter) (Transcribed by Colin Ford) That's it baby, take one last look We gotta go catch a plane Then you won't die, and I won't die But we won't ever be the same
I got a two ton wreck wrapped around my neck
A weekend bender, on bustend suspender
I've aged three years, cried a couple of tears
I told the cop i coul'nt remember
When i saw you
Where you were
Who you were with
I only wish that you both would phone
And try not to surrender
I told the judge i couldn't remember
And as you are answering all of their questions
I have just got one suggestion
Try not to stutter
I was Jo Cool for an indian summer
A camp fire wag, a long distance runner
I had the big eyes following my every move
But icouldn't let down or I'd lose
There was a snot nose kid trying to blow my cover
If they won't buy that I'll tell them another
Then two of the boys shot down my
Wrekonize Lyrics
[Tek] What up? I heard that you got a little prob' Wit the way that we roll and the heads we done robbed Stickin and flickin the bangers, throw them out to ya neck Another beat down
noised [Tek] What up? I heard that you got a little prob' Wit the way that we roll and the heads we done robbed Stickin and flickin the bangers, throw them out to ya neck Another beat down
The one with the van and his brother
They casually mentioned a couple of kids
An unspoken challenge, ok here
Try not to stutter
She was of to base to know the meaning of fear
With her cutt-offs swaying from here to there
The music's her maker, the giver the taker
That's what i hear
She smiled so fine, but not very friendly
With a
Bonestripper Lyrics
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent Ooooh ya got busted On a midnight ride And now ya want justice Well, just step inside He's gonna roll ya Like a load
tudied wink, „Oh Baby you sned me!“ Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent Ooooh ya got busted On a midnight ride And now ya want justice Well, just step inside He's gonna roll ya Like a load
You've got a box full of trophies that's what i hear
And as you try to fashion the perfetct time
There's just one thing to keep in mind
Try not to stutter
(you can mumble, soft and low, mutter mutter so they think you know,
but there's just one thing that has got to go)
Try not to stutter