and a big bad wolf Well, the first little piggy Well, he was kinda hick He spent most of his days Just day dreamin' of the city And then one day he bought a guitar
falling back down to the earth Lightning fails We all know That no one can lead us back home David Usher: Lead vocals; backing vocals Jonathan Gallivan: Electric guitar Steve Zsirai: Bass guitar
the years 900 to 1500 when it rivalled Jerusalem and Rome as a pilgrimage destination, playing host to a motley tide of humanity pursuing both religious
so long ago, just a (C)few years back (G)We used to hang out down by the (C)railroad track. (G)The guitars they played and the (C)singers made rhyme (
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals) Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals) Ike willis (lead vocals) Peter wolf (keyboards
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
never seen a day in the sun with the gun That's loaded for you There's some hippies in the back room Rockin' and a-rollin' and a-smokin' to an old tune Someone took the guitar
to his children He's a family man But when it comes to the nitty-gritty He can shove in his knife Yes, he really looks quite religious He's been an
hard to imagine we came from the same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother was far too religious
imagine we came from the same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother was far too religious
Sunrise. Open the Way unto the Underworld. Cause the Dead to Rise to New Life. Bring the Child Horus upon the Throne of Osiris. [Guitar solo] [Sebek
to his children He's a family man But when it comes to the nitty-gritty He can shove in his knife Yes he really looks quite religious He's been an outlaw
My greatest ally said, The man that I will marry must have brown hair, play guitar (if only barely) and his SAT scores will both be exactly the same.
Consumed. Thy Name is Buried in Oblivion. Silence Covereth Thee and Thy False One. Down upon Thy Belly. Be Drowned, Be Drowned, Be Vomited Upon. [Guitar
his children He's a family man But when it comes to the nitty-gritty He can shove in his knife Yes he really looks quite religious He's been an
never seen a day in the sun with gun, That's loaded for you. There's some hippies, in the back room, Rockin' and a rollin' and a smoking to an old tune, Someone took a guitar