Zeke with a gelled up cut who refuses to let his brothers eat a fried cows nut. Throwdown hoodie stands hard as the crowd comes to realize that the Zekes
telepathy boy [x2] the way i look, the way i feel the way i comb my hair the way i look behind your eyes and tell you what to hear telepathy boy [x2]
GET DOWN! twisted on my 69 i'm in love with the 69 69 [x2] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah she comes by, she comes by, she comes by me and you can't have her
the beat And ride with Zeke Man you gotta Ride with Zeke Come on come and Ride with Zeke Man you gotta Ride with Zeke Come on come and Ride with Zeke
Hey, he's.... he's acting weird. It must be drugs. Let's get Drugs! Let's get Drugs! Let's get Drugs! Let's get Loaded! Power out, go ahead. I'll kill
Everyday I take your crap Every city on the map You're gonna do what You're gonna do so Now you die! I'm sick of all your fucking shit Your gonna tell
Satan on the left of me Angel on the right Went to the Off Ramp and Got into a fight That's my life/ Take me out I'm Drunk Change my mind/ It's my right
I was down I saw hell in her eyes I was something for her to despise She was ready to go for a ride But I took it much too far I think that if I don't
I've got nothing to live for Who does anyway My feeling for you are done Get out of my way And I'm falling Out of love With you The truth is so clear
Everyone's got shit to say Fucked up city every day Everything is just a lie Fucked up city till I die Here is this fucked up city We all know the score
I think I might wanna go out for the night Me and some old friends, we all hang real tight Nothing if not the original bad seed But I take what I want
woke up this morning and crawled out of bed. eight days of sickness. i'm better off dead
I am alone I know I'm lost Weight of depression The brewery shut down On the next problem and I'm supposed to make it right I just don't give a fuck
just got back from fayettevile, i used to call it home. my back is broke, my head is hurt. i'm feeling so alone. yeah, man, just like the last time my
you know that holley 4-jet power is my one and only goal. open up the throttle, let the gas air mixture flow. bolt the carburetor to the intake manifold
Obed Marsh defied belief A madness from beyond the stars Which lies upon the reef Horror at Red Hook Nightmare breed Cthulu spawn Hybrid creatures from
well now down deep in the ozarks man, there were i was born, my grandfather owned a still and raised a field of corn. he told me boy, you gonna carry
i gave you something you never thought you'd have. think about that ache in the back of your thighs but you say it's alright. this love is runnin' like
