Pat Green Lyrics
Pat Green Lyrics
"Rusty Old American Dream Lyrics"
(NFA) No Frontin Allowed Lyrics
Mad madness trashy brother from way back. We're blowin mics since the days of 8-track. Certified bonified pull out the weapon. Rusted.
I don't look all that ragged for all the time it's been,
I'm weakened underneath me where my frame is rusted thin.
And this year's state inspection I just barely passed
Won't you drive me 'cross the country, boy,
This year could be my last.
I'm a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
A rusty old American dream.
I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958,
Spent twodays on the showroom, that's all I had to wait.
I've been good to all who owned me, so have no fear;
Come on, boy, put your money down and get me out of here!
I'm a tailfin
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.
This car needs a young man to own him
One who will polish the chrome,
I will give you the rest of my lifetime,
But don't let me die here alone.
Just jump me some juice to my batt'
Give that old starter a spin,
Hear me whir, sputter, backfire to the carberator,
And roar into life once again.
I'm a tailfin road locomotive you can polish my chrome so clean.
We can fly off into the sunset together
A rusty old American dream, still runnin'.
A rusty old American dream.
Mad madness trashy brother from way back. We're blowin mics since the days of 8-track. Certified bonified pull out the weapon. Rusted.
I don't look all that ragged for all the time it's been,
I'm weakened underneath me where my frame is rusted thin.
And this year's state inspection I just barely passed
Won't you drive me 'cross the country, boy,
This year could be my last.
I'm a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
The Worst has yet to Come Lyrics
We're on the outside, And we're all making fun of you. You're on the inside, Looking through your shit. (?) ___________________, it's not your fault
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,We're on the outside, And we're all making fun of you. You're on the inside, Looking through your shit. (?) ___________________, it's not your fault
A rusty old American dream.
I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958,
Spent twodays on the showroom, that's all I had to wait.
I've been good to all who owned me, so have no fear;
Come on, boy, put your money down and get me out of here!
I'm a tailfin
I'll Be Your Baby Tonight Lyrics
close your eyes, close the door you don't have to worry anymore 'cause i'll be your baby tonight shut the lights and shut the shade you don't h
road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,close your eyes, close the door you don't have to worry anymore 'cause i'll be your baby tonight shut the lights and shut the shade you don't h
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.
This car needs a young man to own him
One who will polish the chrome,
I will give you the rest of my lifetime,
But don't let me die here alone.
Just jump me some juice to my batt'
All the Young Dudes Lyrics
Written by David Bowie Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five Speed jive don't want to stay a
ry,Written by David Bowie Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five Speed jive don't want to stay a
Give that old starter a spin,
Hear me whir, sputter, backfire to the carberator,
And roar into life once again.
I'm a tailfin road locomotive you can polish my chrome so clean.
We can fly off into the sunset together
A rusty old American dream, still runnin'.
A rusty old American dream.