Blue star over my shoulder Blue star, can't you see? Blue star, it's a little colder She's gone away from me And I wish I never seen her with the sunlight
box chevy, aye that's my hood car, graduated from a hood star. These niggas get me mad, I don't need bread 30 bands I got swag. My show 15 bands, quarter
Fortunate Son Some folks are born made to wave the flag Yeah, the red, white, and blue When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief' Yeah, they'll point the
was born All across the land every rockin' band Was blowing up a storm The guitarman got famous The businessman got rich And in every bar there was a super star
in a band. Being a solo singer makes me blue So if you want to join my band here's what I can offer you. We'd be called Throat Culture and we'd start
I've seen those big machines come rolling through the quiet pines Blue suits and bankers with their Volvos and their valentines Give us this day our daily
of peace. Somewhere Mama's weeping for her blue-eyed boy, She's holding them little white shoes and that little broken toy And he's following a star
(originally by Creedence Clearwater Revival) Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, the red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to
[Originally by Creedence Clearwater Revival] Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they?re red, white and blue. And when the band plays hail
one of the band She said "don't give me nothin' that I can't use I got the rhythm and I do don't need the blues I don't wanna ride no shootin' star Just
a 50 Cent CD I took that shit home That shit was wack like a motherfucker Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds me Spongebob And Tony Yayo is Blues
fades in the night time. I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right. ...And its hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue. Hey
you deal with the pain out there I think you'll see that it's money well spent More than a hundred grooves for rent And they got all the blues and views
and a skinny pair of blue jeans Boys in black pearl buttons lookin just like Springsteen Momma says why you wanna play in a silly rock n' roll band Well
In one of these lonely Orkney Isles There dwelled a maiden fair Her cheeks were red, her eyes were blue She had yellow, curling hair Which caught the
