, no one gives a rat's ass anyway. I just wanna find a place where I can sit in a rocking chair, no matter how far, even if it means walking there.
something more meaningful than the mainstream. but there's so much more i can do than complain about my life. so i'll get up from my chair and rock
he went away, the blues walked in and met me If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray the Lord, above will let me Walk in the
the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying Over luxury's disappointment So he walks over
poor self together I'm weary all the time, all the time, yeah When he went away the blues walked in and met me If he stays away that old rocking chair
we went to get a magnum I said fuck it make the grade graduation I don't have it and now its 3 years later and I still haven't walked just to get kicked
When he went away The blues walked in and met me If she stays away Old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray The Lord above will let me Walk in
he went away The blues walked in and met me If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray The lord above will let me Walk in the sun
creativity and are made outcasts. * We didn't expect to find ourselves playing this part, We were concerned with ideas, not rock and roll, But we can
Let's get wild Yeah, master ace in the house The whole action posse's in the house Ice-u-rock's in the house, dj marley marl's in the house Steady pace
But on the che guevara highway filling up with gasoline Fidel castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying Over luxury's disappointment So he walks
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying Over luxury's disappointment So he walks
away, The blues walked in and met me If he stays away, Old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray The Lord above will let me Walk in the sun once
world of secret hungers, Perverting the men who make your laws Every desire is hidden away, In drawer, in a desk, By a Naughahyde chair On a rug where they walk
keep it cold just like mavato you split it down the middle like a fiddle me and sato i like to walk wit facco 'cause she walks just like a model my life
can invent Kingdoms of our own Grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust & love we must, in beds of rust Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams & muzak, AM, rocks
went away The blues walked in and met me And if you don't come back to stay This rocking chair may get me [Incomprehensible] with pain The Lord above will let me Walk
follow this through the metropolis The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it