They usually come around about 10 o'clock You can hear them You can tell them by the way they knock Somebody said the other one had a badge Who told you
We were all in love and we all got hurt I sneak into his cars cracked leather seat The smell of gasoline in the summer heat Boy, we're going way too
't wanna hear your voice Your reminiscing's all the same It's all the same I don't wanna see your face I don't wanna speak your name Hear your voice
moment would pass My bones will break and my heart would give, it hurts to breathe And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica You left me to remain with all
Verse 1 Anything you can do I can do better I perform trends and you still a trend setter Weezy just let em. just let em die I Got all the answers
next defense, against these extra men Who try to step to me and wanna have sex again (Vaseline) You little sickass, I'll spray em with gasoline They
bet ya lovin me (? ? ), drink and drown in my own iniquity, But fuck that, I'm gonna rap till y'all get sick of me, And clutch my last sack, it's been all
Let 'em go 'cause I don't need no strings Just give me a road and a little gasoline We talked in circles 'til the words ran out And it all came down
how to use 'em, fight dirty as shit I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a clique You see y'all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos They comin' up
It's all here for you Everyone's a star in California It's all about your car in California Big rims, slim jims creeping up on ya That's the way of life
you remember When I came upon you in that place of suffering In the valley of darkness? I took away all you pain And put love in your cold, cold heart
God, I have denied His power shown But now, I can't protest although defiant Heart it pounds deep in my chest I know that this will have its way with
-sized head I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going La la la la la la la lie All god's children have all gotta die There were all the others, all our
death and I can't think of a better way to end the day learn the words turnin' the double play doing my damage in my own suttle way I've been all over
[Originally by Billy Bragg] It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline Fidel Castro's
a prayer Into the blue, only with you Into the blue, only with you Into the blue Gasoline rainbows Swimming in the puddles in the street Whichever way
smoke I just awoke A bottle of pills I'm choking down with dancing demons all around But I'm hearing sounds, and I know I'm hearing voices now With all
Gasoline will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline will be free, will be free, yeah, yeah, yeah Gasoline