: Common things never bother me cause I?m the local joke Summer got high and swoll she calls me the broken spoke Never been late to fuck with fate and
: seeming stripped of all the faults that you possessed you possessed...to impress tilted facades are a losing game at best shattered face, scattered
the load The high road, not cause of the drugs you take Cause of the memories you keep, and the friends you make (Mad Child & Prevail) (Chorus x4) Bright lights, and neon
up On that great big ol' bridge across the Will Rogers Turnpike Took the Big Cabin exit, stopped and bought a cartons of cigarettes At that Indian smoke shop with the big neon
Alright Neon lights in the pouring rain It's just another Saturday Avoid the bomber boys comin' out the Indian Looking for a [Incomprehensible] I left
I gotta message but I can't find the words to say I should have a plan but I lost it along the way Too many chiefs and not enough Indians Somebody said
Slowly pour the liquid down For miles and miles it flows along Rose colored neon light Swirl around turn around Feel the touch of my hand Swirl around
his baby His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry Escaped in the rain for an Indian curry
that great big ol' bridge Across the Will Rogers Turnpike Took the Big Cabin exit stopped and bought a couple of cartons of cigarettes At that Indian Smoke Shop with the big neon
al rescate el Halcon Milenario, yo era Han Solo y ella Leia dandome mi cambio y dos entradas para el cielo y a mi lado Indiana Jones, perdido, buscando
non c'era l'America... a quest'ora eravamo in India. No, se non c'era l'America a noi... che ce ne fregava dell'India! A me l'America non fa niente bene
on that great big ol' bridge Across the Will Rogers Turnpike Took the Big Cabin exit stopped and bought a couple of cartons of cigarettes At that Indian Smoke Shop with the big neon