Law Dogs Words and Music by Tom Johnston Know a little girl she drives me mad She loves her outlaw but he don't love back I feel bad 'cause she can
hendrix sending his rumbles through the crowd? because music dwells not solely in the realm of cold hard fact - the 70's punk explosion and stravinsky
Kerouac, yeah, Kerouac His words, the words, so many words just All brothers of the same horn Sisters of the saxophone Notes, music, words, a melody
ray One note sounds like a new day One note holds all the others, millions of colors So one note is best The last war finally ended with a huge explosion
the gift of explosions the happiness of death merciless it takes its way the big machine there it comes massive like a mountain the music invites us
Then I'm hangin you up This is not the year for the vets This is the year for the soldier who's rollin over cadets With explosive cassettes, even long
way to write back home i feel the flow of electricity better call before the fuse is blown - chorus - i am a little an, explosion i am that's all i am explosion
who starts controversy. Puttin' on this make-up to take first in the inquired word. While the entrepreneurinese fools start fireworks. Causin' scams. Using music
[music: Dennis lyrics: Nick, Jake] Eternal vivid dreams of past, now nightmares construct A new empire of headless puppets, industry of materialized
the blood stain the ground A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum A death kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music
still won't give me my props Now I'm pissed off Y'all will see the other side of me Come on Like this I'm thinking 'bout what the music game might be
2O contre Foreman, He, j'fais dans le paranormal, J'vis dans un micro-climat, explose l'audimat, j'fais Mike Alpha Lima Du blues, de la soul music vient
Let's get dirrty (that's my jam) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until my clothes come off It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh) Still jumping
up everywhere I go, and I can't sleep nights I'm in my ride tryin to find my foes (Why You Be Trippin Z-ro?) [Verse 1:] They say my music won't make
run and tell your mom Now the question is how we gon' stop the next, Vietnam Keep, Flex out of Korea 'cause you know we drop bombs! [explosion and music
A-one, two, three Another pop explosion A-one, two, three Another hit recording A-four, five six, Seven eight, nine ten Four, five six, Seven eight,
niggas pulled out tools [Chorus: Polite] Yo yo yo yo turn the fuckin' lights off Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ turn the fuckin' music off We got
[Music & Lyrics: Sammet] [solo: Shuttle-crash suite in F-Major, Marsian Traditional] The sound of explosions, the children awake The turn of the tide