Тексты песен «Gluecifer»

Big plate tell me, where's my meat You ride a car from the passenger seat You got big words 'bout a little plan A little boy with a card that says 'Man' And everybody's goin' nowhere Ripped off on a rip off street...

All my friends are coming round tonight And they know what to do They're gonna hang out on the corner They mean shit It's gonna be a long, long Friday And we'll be rolling up the sleeves Kicking dirt around the...

It was a long long hour in a long long year It took a time to get out of the rut And now the long gone power got you bendin' over And it's time to get out of the rut I said, "Can this night go on?" I said, "Can this...

With the top down And a hitcher And a stream of steady talk I got the beat on And a kerosene bottle And a light on the cigar Light green Light up the kerosene White light Going right into the night You...

It's just a jet man rammin' it right home Gonna ride this motherfucker till I'm gone I got a mission and I call it speed Mach 87 baby that's what I need Some call me pilot, some call me man You gonna call me mister...

Got hugging little pants and a flashy do Black boots and a champ belt too Head man and he's frolicking with the fans Wrong look, he will jump in the air Wrong word, he will shit in your hair Monroe, better dig it while...

Take a little of the reds The white and the blue Stir it up in a cup Then tell me what you gonna do? Take a little of the piss The angst and the noise Take a look at the people Take a look at the girls and the boys...

Well you can live your life on a common ground Or you can strut your stuff to the idiot sound Waitin' for a chance now, wantin' to get down Lacin' up the shoes for a new vendetta Wantin' to get even, bet you heard what...

In the long hot summer nights And in the cold dark winter days In the clear hours of the early morning And in the late night drunken haze I keep on seeing things in the corner of my eye Like this guy in an old baggy...

This is the year of manly livin' This is way to shake it to the modern beat This is a statement meant for givin' This is the real meat No places for the tightass talkers The schemer of the scene won't get a single seat...