C'mon, c'mon, c'mon When nothing's funny It gets easy to laugh At the drop of a hat or a bomb When someone's screaming It's hard to ignore Like the
i am cowboy kim cowboy kim i am i am a lucky cowboy let me tell you why i'm a man with a mission a boy with a gun i got a picture in my pocket
popeye's big punch knocks bluto cold cartoon people don't go old yosemite sam blows up his head but you and me wind up dead dreamed i laid a toaster
chango! chango! the bear (?) i come up the river like beat man i come up the river like skoke man fly i come up the river to kill many people
I -I owe-owe you absolutely nothing I-I know-know you positively disagree I've heard it said that all is fair in love and war so what's life for you
the first time i saw you i knew there would be no other that tingle told me we were meant for one another i'm calling you 1-2-3 buttered beauties
i've been walking in a deep sleep sleepwalking but i just woke up from a deep sleep a very deep sleep i've been running on remote control in a deep
All right, clockout! I got my coat I got my keys I got my head down to my lungs And move my feet Me, I got all the secretaries Down on their knees
when i woke up this morning i wasn't in my bed you know i had an itchy itch feeling running round my head i looked at my watch and this is what
i'm a disco dancer but i've got no place to go (i'm a disco boy i'm a disco boy) im a disco dancer baby but my feet wont touch the floor (im a disco
when the old dog and the young dog plot together for a spree you can best bet we'll all get wet they'll be running fast and free singing a bone sweet
Don't rescue me I don't want to be Let you and me be Out of control Just because I can't sleep at night Just because I hear your voice Just because
Yeah, come back Jonee Gotta come back now Jonee Yeah, come back Jonee Jonee be good Treat her like you should You made her cry Jonee you're bad You'
young hunks cyberpunks and sweet things trying hard to change your luck baby thugs bad spuds and mean things living for today or maybe even yesterday
Don't you stop Don't you wonder why life itself pops in and takes you by surprise Don't you try to run it gets you from behind like a common cold it
weave to the left bob to the right or you'll be a flat tire on the freeway of life go get active, change your luck lay with yatta yatta's and treat
we like explosions that leave you feeling good we like ideas that change the world for good there's nothing past the stop'n go there's nothing but
there it was just like old faithful the eternal fountain of filth i took a walk straight out of town but then i stopped and took my time for pleasure