Тексты песен UGLY KID JOE

Everybody's alright with me Possibly you'll disagree Busy Bee watch the world go by Everybody's alright with me That's just the way I choose to be Everybody's on my mind Ca

About the time I'm eight years old I met the Devil, kept my soul Walkin' out on lakes of fire and I'm gone Walkin' in a wonderland And I don't really understand The place I&#

horus This time, this time I love you Last time, last time I hate you Next time, next time I need you Baby please don't go Remember when I met you School dress on I never could forget you And

I, hate the rain and sunny weather And I, hate the beach and moutains too (and) I don't like a thing about the city, no, no And I, I, I, hate the country side too! And I, hate everything about

Funky fresh tunes And you're walking down the street And you're trying to find the girl That you really want to meet You're flying past the reef And you're drinking shrunking hea

Rape, D.U.I., assult and battery These are things that will bring you to me Murder and theft and all of the above You can bet your life I know what you're thinking of I've takin' you a

Heavy metal

Disneyland is the place to be, c'mon baby, just you and me Hand in hand, to Disneyland, we go ! Not slow Happiest place, in the world until a madman grabs a girl; Hand in hand, with the madman

Sittin' in your front yard, drinkin' lemonade Suburban life, a pretty wife, you think you've got it made But you don't know, what's in store, for you and your family I'm

ittin' on a rusty park bench baby Not much else to do Smoke cigarettes and rink my Mickey's Fine malt liquor brew As I start drinkin' and I start thinkin' That death is on my side

It doesn't matter who you are Or what you're gonna be People from all walks of life You gotta have diversity We're all in this together And together we shall be You gotta be a friendly

I wanna know, why the people are everywhere... and... I wanna know, where to go if I get scared... and... I wanna be, in a place where no one cares, and... I, I, I wanna know you! 'Cause you&#

Too many times I've seen your kind Washed upon the shore Too many times you locked me out Johnny knockin, knocking at your door You're looking past the mirror Yes you've reached the o

Suburban white alcoholic trash We ain't glam and we ain't trash We're victims of a society That fucks with me about sobriety They say don't drink this and don't drink that &