Dead Kennedys
Night Of The Living Rednecks
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| Додана 1 вересня 2011 користувачем Iron Man |
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Rays guitar broke. no, we wont play rawhide, wont play anything. well play the theme from the dinah shore show. who wants to be dinah shore? whos alter-ego is dinah shore? oh, his fists did
O up so quickly this time. yawn...yawn..yawn. put those headphones on, its be-bop time.
I want to tell you a story about the last time I was in portland. the night before we played at the long goodbye. I was walking on the street about 10:30 at night. a lot of people go to bed arou
Re at 10:30 at night. and well, I was walking along when suddenly these jocks in this bright blue pickup drove up. it had kc lights, tractor tires, everything but the cb. it was a life-size hot
S car for some dumb rich kid, right. well, they drove up to me and they yelled what dumb rich kids usually yell, "hey, faggot," and showered me with some water.
So, I stood there thinking, what a bunch of fuckheads and picked up a rock. now, I waited, walked down about a block to where the kentucky fried chicken is, on burnside, and sure enough they dro
Ound again. they said, "hey, faggot, wheres the nearest mcdonalds? " I said, "i dont know" and they squirted me again. so I threw the rock and put a nice-size dent in their
T hot wheels car.
They screached to a halt in the parking lot of some department store, whos name I dont remember, its up the street from fred meyer, and they got out their clubs and they ran after me, yelling
Ot;were gonna kill you, you God damn faggot, were gonna kill you, you motherfucker." so I got in a phonebooth by the kentucky fried chicken on burnside, held my legs straight out like thi
They couldnt open the door to the phonebooth.
O up so quickly this time. yawn...yawn..yawn. put those headphones on, its be-bop time.
I want to tell you a story about the last time I was in portland. the night before we played at the long goodbye. I was walking on the street about 10:30 at night. a lot of people go to bed arou
Re at 10:30 at night. and well, I was walking along when suddenly these jocks in this bright blue pickup drove up. it had kc lights, tractor tires, everything but the cb. it was a life-size hot
S car for some dumb rich kid, right. well, they drove up to me and they yelled what dumb rich kids usually yell, "hey, faggot," and showered me with some water.
So, I stood there thinking, what a bunch of fuckheads and picked up a rock. now, I waited, walked down about a block to where the kentucky fried chicken is, on burnside, and sure enough they dro
Ound again. they said, "hey, faggot, wheres the nearest mcdonalds? " I said, "i dont know" and they squirted me again. so I threw the rock and put a nice-size dent in their
T hot wheels car.
They screached to a halt in the parking lot of some department store, whos name I dont remember, its up the street from fred meyer, and they got out their clubs and they ran after me, yelling
Ot;were gonna kill you, you God damn faggot, were gonna kill you, you motherfucker." so I got in a phonebooth by the kentucky fried chicken on burnside, held my legs straight out like thi
They couldnt open the door to the phonebooth.
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