And what do we learn? To kill better.
And what do we learn? To kill better.
One, two, what’s in the stew? Three, four, no one’s really sure.
Another dimension, new galaxy, intergalactic planetary.
Everything is cool, how are things with you?
We be the crew, guess who, the jayou.
My slang is editorial explicit material, briefcase yo, live in stereo flow.
You wouldn’t know what to say to yourself – love is a poverty you couldn’t sell. Misery waits in vague hotels, to be evicted.
That’s the joint, that’s the jam, turn that s— up, play it again.
Ooh baby, every time we kiss, hot lava.
Who would’ve thought that the dreams come true? And who would’ve thought I ended up with you?
Say, haven’t you noticed? Oh, I ate the lotus.
So I said I’m on the roam so I need a car, and I know that I’m getting alive.
Take me in and dry the rain.
Right about now, the funk soul brother. Check it out now, the funk soul brother.
Yo, my words should never fail, shootin’ darts sharper than a carpenters nail.
Gotta watch those corners in the stretch of danger, a problem could arise eventually. I’ve walked this earth for twenty years and now my mind is floating out to sea.
The doctor says to take it easy because this isn’t healthy, but I need things a doctor can’t prescribe. I’m running the race on a treadmill going nowhere fast; I need an outlet in my so-called life.
Why do we have to carry on? Always singing the same old song.
Guys you know you better watch out – some girls are only about that thing, that thing, that thing.
Faster than the speed of light, she’s flying, trying to remember where it all began.
The mic is cast to the floor and shapeshifted. Heavy as the hammer of Thor you can’t lift it.
I’m the king of bongo baby, I’m the king of bongo.
You think it’s funny but what I say is true.
Highly unique yet strangely comforting? Just ask the king of the carrot flowers.
Day in day out and on and on and on, *this* is the version of Keasbey Nights you’ve been looking for.
We knew that Everlast could make us jump around, but that was just for starters as it turns out.
Fantastic, aggressive, riot grrrl punk rock.
Tremendous energy and jumping rockabilly bluesy swing vibes abound.
Kravitz doing funk rock and hippie rock for the ‘90s pushes 5 into my best 1,000.
I can think of, say, uno dos tres quatro cinco cinco seis reasons…