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Well it's 1969 okay
All across the USA It's another year For me and you Another year With nothin' to do Nothing here For me and you Nothin' here With nothin' to do Now last year I was 21 I didn't have a lot of fun And now I'm gonna be 22 I say oh my and boo hoo I said now I'm gonna be 22 Oh my and boo hoo hoo It's 1969 okay All across the USA It's another year For me and you Another year With nothin' to do 1969 It's 1969 It's 1969 Baby |
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I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb I am a world's forgotten boy The one who searches and destroys Honey gotta help me please Somebody gotta save my soul Baby detonate for me Look out honey, 'cause i'm using technology Ain't got time to make no apology Soul radiation in the dead of night Love in the middle of a fire fight Honey gotta strike me blind Somebody gotta save my soul Baby penetrate my mind And I'n the world's forgotten boy The one who's searchin, searchin to destroy And honey i'm the world's forgotten boy The one who's searchin, searchin to destroy Forgotten boy, forgotten boy Forgotten boy said forgotten boy |
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I am the passenger and I ride and I ride
I ride through the city's backsides I see the stars come out of the sky Yeah the bright and hollow sky You know it looks so good tonight I am the passenger I stay under glass I look through my window so bright I see the stars come out tonight singing la la la la lalalala la la la la lalalala la la We get into the car We'll be the passenger We'll ride through the city tonight We'll see the city's ripped backside We'll see the bright and hollow sky We'll see the stars that shine so bright You know it looks so good tonight singing la la la la lalalala la la la la lalalala la la Oh the passenger Oh how he rides Oh the passenger He rides and he rides He looks through his window What does he see? He sees the bright and hollow sky He sees the stars come out tonight He sees the city's ripped backsides And everything was made for you and me So let's take a ride And see what's mine singing la la la la lalalala la la la la lalalala la la la la lalalala la la |
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I played tag in the auto graveyard I looked up at the radio tower Rag tent by the railroad tracks Concrete poured over steel bridge Pondered my fate While they built the interstate I'm a product of America From the morgue to the prisons Cold metal, when I start my band Cold metal, in my garbage can Cold metal, gets in my blood And my attitude Yeah, a huh Threw my hide in an automobile Heard a song called "Drive the wheel" Truckers, trailers, tractors caught me workin' This is the song of my heritage From the bad to the Buddha Cold metal, that's what it be Cold metal, from sea to sea Cold metal, it's how we win And also how we sin How we sin, how we sin, how we sin, how we sin Cold metal, in the afternoon Sounds lovely like a Stooges tune Cold metal, it's the father of beat The mother of the street Cold metal, it rolls on by Cold metal, gonna raise it high Cold metal, it's gotta be Better save a tree Save a tree, save a tree, save a tree, save a tree Yeah |
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