He still sends her roses on the 4th of July They're always white roses and she never asks why She still doesn't know where he goes Thursday nights But
resting now? One night Billy had a rare old time Laughing and singing on the Lebanon line Came back to camp not looking too pretty Never even got to see the Holy
I played in bands A thousand casuals and one night stands Here on Thursday, gone on Friday Heading down the Dixie highway Someone called Piano Fighter I'm a holy
I played in bands A thousand casuals and one-night stands Here on Thursday, gone on Friday Heading down the Dixie highway Someone called Piano Fighter I'm a holy
this city Back home he lies in bed for days and days Watching American television, smoking And playing with himself ringing double O double 5 Into town on Thursday
way to the ordinary world I will learn to survive Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and grief Fear today forgot tomorrow beside the news of holy war and holy
you now, One night Billy had a rare old time, laughing and singing on The Lebanon line Came back to camp not looking too pretty never even got To see the Holy
world I will learn to survive Papers in the roadside Tell of suffering and greed Feared today forgot tomorrow Ooh, here beside the news Of holy war and holy
where I live. And I wanna live, got a full tank and some chips. Was me and a gun, an a man on my back. And I sang 'Holy Holy' as he buttoned down his
[Originally performed by Dr. Know] Thursday morning at 7 A. M. A young boy found dead in a garbage can When apprehended the police asked why "God told
He still sends her roses on The 4th of July They're alway white roses and she never asks why She still doesn't know where he goes Thursday nights But
fahrenheit Baby till your heart belongs to me Thursday Friday short or long When you got a love so strong How can it be wrong now mercy me Jumpin' Jesus holy
A fraud that was perfectly flawed December 25th's the birthday of the wicked ruler Nimrod This holy sky's part of Satan's universal wise A Holy Profits
ordinary world I will learn to survive Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and grief Fear today forgot tomorrow o-oh, Here beside the news of holy war and holy
now I spit rap I represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that! Click-a-click clap, you don't wanna battle me You wanna scat away - I battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
(uh oh) You know I love ya girl (oh) What's up Missy Let's go (uh) I got the guitar soundin like a satar Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I need some security