Lagwagon lyrics
Lagwagon lyrics
"Stockin' The Neighbors lyrics"
When In Doubt lyrics
We sat upon your bed, You said the things you said And I could not believe that you seem so naive We exchanged our poetry, You seem to think a lot like me I'll gues
Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawnWe sat upon your bed, You said the things you said And I could not believe that you seem so naive We exchanged our poetry, You seem to think a lot like me I'll gues
And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long
And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating seems like fun
Drunk and out of gas, they drive around and crash
They're driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than just a few
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Obvious Heart lyrics
Good God have I been dreaming This paralyzing feeling? Was I left alone? Where have you gone? Were you somewhere else just sleeping? If I wait to wake you I'll never
rban families slumber in civilityGood God have I been dreaming This paralyzing feeling? Was I left alone? Where have you gone? Were you somewhere else just sleeping? If I wait to wake you I'll never
Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowing down in their
Death machine
Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive...
Dave's a midnight landscaper, and he's working overtime
And he is full throttle--full throttle tonight. (Alright!)
He was almost home, just one more block, he had to hit that last mai
E-Mail lyrics
(Esham Talking) Verse 1: Esham Im a Detroit Playa like Biggie Smalls saids, So I never on tricks thats bald head, And the car you riding in, I know you loves
box(Esham Talking) Verse 1: Esham Im a Detroit Playa like Biggie Smalls saids, So I never on tricks thats bald head, And the car you riding in, I know you loves
Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitch? (Stoking the neighbors!)
Came time to run, came time to bail
He was having too much fun to spend the night in jail
He had no "Triple A" for a tow truck
Called them anyway: Goleta, hear them say, "Hey pal, you're fucked!"
Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, until he drinks
And then his liquid mind t
Same Direction lyrics
There are few of us Who will ever know We're counting on every day I'm not sure about Why things are going this way Believe it - you can see it And we all just ne
akes over how he thinksThere are few of us Who will ever know We're counting on every day I'm not sure about Why things are going this way Believe it - you can see it And we all just ne
And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next beer run
On one too many nights, the party's over
He's driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than one or two
Suburban families slumber in civility
Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have been stoked...