Call it libertarian 'cos we do as we please don't need fear of force to foster no morality morals are a substitute concern in someone's ear They're basically
'll hear things that we know we don't mean and we say 'em 'cos we don't know what we both want and we can't get to the other side There are years that
and Uey, verbal gymnast Volvo, physical fitness, over tracks leave statistics Tripped into the realm with chrome shines like sunlight Half of my life is right, the other
issen man nin no Pizzicato mania no mina-san Konnichiwa. Watakushi Pizzicato five no Koho tanto no Hosokawa toshiyuki desu. Ima Anata ga o-kiki ni Natte
see the worst But blessings seem to turn to curses Eventually a?¦" CHORUS Produced by Mark Street Engineering and programming - Annie O'Raque Words/Music/lead/backing vocals - Jane Guitars - Annie O'Raque, Jane Piano
bike and got a scrape, it would be infected. when I had the chicken pox, I was hospitalized because each pock was infected. each one! in my eyelids, everywhere. the nurses O
those nurses sure got mad at me for leaving a trail. Someone's always mad hey. Ya know I took lots of things as a kid, ballet and jazz, dance, soccer, piano
s so my shit will never falter Yo it's Dre so fuck the "Mind of Minolta" Psycho, like no, other motherfucker So step to me wrong, G-O for what you N-O
's not where you're from but where you pay rent Then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spend You got me bent like elbows, amongst other
[Intro] Yo, fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigga Making his own fucking beats, covers
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
ry word's the Gospel truth Got witnesses ta prove it, too, 'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton Now Milton was o-fficial tour director, Electrical piano
, nah don't bother putting that on '[Verse 1] Girl Let Me Take You To My Studio Give You Everything You Want And Need Lay You Flat Like A Piano If You
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
wake up, eight o clock wake up, eight o clock wake up, eight o clock wake up, eight o clock wake up ahrrrrrr. so marty came out in the hall and looked