from your view In the blue corner that I painted myself into Then we started to fight And it changed everything Here's the ring You dropped the band
can hang out with me pizza, love, and hominy, grits, peach pits, and songs to sing more accountability so i can't get away with being mean shooting stars, dungarees, band
peace Somewhere mama's weepin' for her blue-eyed boy She's holdin' them a little white shoes and that little broken toy And he's followin' a star The
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief" They point the cannon right at
This is a song for one of the godfather's of punk All the rock star bullshit he wasn't afraid to debunk Labeled himself a musical commie When in fact
Like blue moons and whippoorwill nights Does that wind still blow in Oklahoma? Out here the Hollywood stars sure shine bright Such a long way from home here in California Missing you in that blue
But they never had much use for me In Levelland They don't understand me In Levelland Well I watch those ships trails comin' out that big blue sky
boy That you find on every block Not Born To Beauty Not Born To Beauty Born to rock Open mike in a village bar All the bands would play for free
, we were all invincible Tired eyes, trampled under foot Dazed and confused, c-c-cocaine blues She hasn't got any eye contact tonight The boys are getting younger and the bands
Flamingo, wearing black market shoes This loud Cuban band is crucifying John Lennon No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues She's
singer in a band They just might go back to Oklahoma And talk about the stars they could have been Only in America Dreamin' in red, white an' blue Only
we got losers Chain smokers and boozers And we got yuppies, we got bikers We got thirsty hitchhikers And the girls next door dress up like movie stars
every basketball arena Like to get down with my boys In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too I am a red, white and blue blood Graduate of Honky Tonk U A star
PJ wheels As we land I duck down, I stick my head up my dick is being sucked down, by a bitch named what now I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars
PJ wheels As we land I duck down, I stick my head up My dick is being sucked down by a bitch named 'What Now' I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange star
1. Love is a shiny car Love is a steel guitar Love is a battle scar Love is the morning star Love is a twelve bar blues Love is your blue suede shoes
't need no man, she had the upper hand Walkin around with grands wrapped in rubber bands For real, she was colder than blue steel Millitant bitch with
Now touch the air softly, step gently, one, two ... I'll love you 'til roses are robin's egg blue; I'll love you 'til gravel is eaten for bread, And lemons