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Kinky Friedman lyrics - Sold American

Silver Eagle Express

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(Kinky Friedman, Roger Friedman) And I'd ride the Silver Eagle to the last town on the line, Railroad ties are not my friend the only ties that bind. Just watch the troubled countryside gently fall away, Silver Eagle, hold me, guide me, roll me homeward from today. Lose the track of time and let it flow back, Stoke the ancient furnace into flames. Running barefoot in the cinders of the moat pack Hoppin' bedtime rides with the outlaw Jesse James. But now my heart's a worn and weary vessel. I been haulin' dreams that never seem to last. Once I slept beside a trembling trestle, Woke up lost across the rusty lifelines to the past. And I'd ride the Silver Eagle to the last town on the line, Railroad ties are not my friend the only ties that bind. Just watch the troubled countryside gently fall away, Silver Eagle, hold me, guide me, roll me homeward from today. Freedom's only station to station, A paper suitcase on the track of time. Ain't hard to tell a hard luck situation, Ain't hard to tell a homeless country poet out of rhyme. I'm gonna ride the Silver Eagle to the last town on the line, There's nothing to remember if there's nothing to remind. From the gentle Texas sunshine to the Colorado snow Ain't no one here to hold you, boy, when the good Lord lets you go.

Wooden Ships

JEFFERSON AIRPLANE "Volunteers"
(UPS) EARTH JULY 1975 Black sails knifing through the pitchblende night Away from the radioactive landmass madness From the silver-suited people searching out Uncontaminated food and shelter on the shores No glowing metal on our ship of wood only Free happy crazy people naked in the universe WE SPEAK EARTH TALK GO RIDE THE MUSIC If you smile at me you know I will understand Cause that is something everybody everywhere does In the same language I can see by your coat my friend that you're from the other side There's just one thing I got to know Can you tell me please who won You must try some of my purple berries I been eating them for six or seven weeks now Haven't got sick once Probably keep us both alive Wooden ships on the water very free and easy Easy you know the way it's supposed to be Silver people on the shoreline leave us be Very free and easy Sail away where the mornin sun goes high Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly Take a sister by her hand Lead her far from this barren land Horror grips us as we watch you die All we can do is echo your anguished cry and Stare as all you human feelings die We are leaving You don't need us Go and take a sister by her hand Lead her far from this foreign land Somewhere where we might laugh again We are leaving You don't need us Sailing ships on the water very free and easy Easy you know the way it's supposed to be Silver people on the shoreline leave us be Very free And gone NO C'MON GO RIDE THE MUSIC C'MON RIDE IT CHILD

Flying Silver Eagle

JAMEY JOHNSON "The Dollar"
Standing at that pawn shop counter Trying on the wedding rings She said she needed silver 'Cause gold just turns her green I counted out the twenties And I laid the money down And we went straight to the Davidson courthouse After three long years together She found a banker man She said she was thinking 'bout her future And gave me back that silver band I had it melted down So I could wear in on a chain Now it's a flying silver eagle that used to be a ring I'd rather have this silver eagle Than all that rich man's gold It's my one reminder of A women turning cold Her love lies in his money And mines in a pair of wings On a flying silver eagle that used to be a ring I couldn't put the past behind me So I put it in a song That's how I tell the story How that women did me wrong Now I tour across the country Riding high on the wings Of a flying silver eagle that used to be a ring I'd rather have this silver eagle Than all that rich man's gold It's my one reminder of A women turning cold Her love lies in his money And mines in a pair of wings On a flying silver eagle that used to be a ring I met a homeless man on Broadway He was holding out his hand He asked me for a dollar Said he was once a banker man 'Til that lady took his money I said man I feel your pain You might could use this silver eagle You know it used to be a ring

Silver And Gold

U2 "Rattle And Hum"
In the shit house a shotgun Praying hands hold me down Only the hunter was hunted In this tin can town Tin can town No stars in the black night Looks like the sky fell down No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground Chained to the ground The warden said The exit is sold If you want a way out Silver and gold Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose to the floor I scream at the silence, it's crawling It crawls under the door There's a rope around my neck And there's a trigger in your gun Jesus say something I am someone, I am someone I am someone Captain and kings In the ships hold They came to collect Silver and gold Silver and gold Seen the coming and going Seen them captains and the kings See them navy blue uniforms See them bright and shiny things Bright shiny things The temperature is rising The fever white hot Mister, I ain't got nothing But it's more than you got Chains no longer bind me Not the shackles at my feet Outside are the prisoners Inside the free Set them free Set them free A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts Silver and gold Silver and gold

Druglord Superstar

MC LYTE "Bad As I Wanna B"
Go Brooklyn, go brooklyn, go brooklyn (repeat) 1 - Cold rock a party and the B-girls stand I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance I be the shhhh And it's all good And if you understood, would you Stop scheming and trying to look hard I get my bodyguard You get that booty scarred I'm a veteran Which means that I've been In the game too long Since the days of Paper Thin Way back when I've been putting it down Ask your homey who's the baddest bitch on this side of town I float like a butterfly Sting like a bee Spectacular on the M I C I go for broke, never giving it less than the best Lots of years in the game at your request You like the rhyme Bite if you dare I get the paper so I don't care Fucking you up everytime that I drop But fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot I guide the beat and I ride it well And if you take a look It ain't hard to tell that I Repeat 1 Back off me and let my skin breathe Lyte is everlasting it's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none Cause I'm claiming no sets Don't plan to get done Just Brooklyn Is where I'm from But I'm resting in Studio City for the fun If you don't understand then say you don't (nah) And don't wait for me to explain cause I won't You see it's in my nature to be the best (say what?) West to East, see East to West I got the beat and ride it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell That I Repeat 1 Get out my shit, Please let me be I don't see why you KGB Why you gotta be all up on me like that Trying to get over like a fat rat But I understand I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop And the shit don't stop It goes on, and then on, and on, and on You see the shit don't stop until the break of dawn And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver Chillin with a pina colada, could dada hook me up with Tommy Now I got alot of gear from everywhere That I'd like to share (yeah right) But I'd rather do Kani, don't ask why 5001, my son gets shit done now I ride the beat and I ride it well And if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1

.357-Break It On Down

LL COOL J "Bigger & Deffer"
[LL Cool J] That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J party Move it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby That's right, don't try to front like your fly GET OUT THERE! [LL Cool J] To rappers I'm a nightmare on Elm Street Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't eat Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat much more than a fat man after a pack-a-jam L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known throw cutter When I'm involved all the amateurs stutter There's scared and can't believe that their whole crews Ain't a rapper alive that can fill my shoes I'm dope on a rope () water elope I do the hustle and the shuffle and the roper dope Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down [LL Cool J] Three hundred and fifty seven reasons why you gotta get your butt on the floor right now We ain't playin, we came here to get ill Iller than ill, LL youknowI'msayin [LL Cool J] Just like Ali Baba and the 40 thevz So nasty you don't know whether to stay or leave More fear then Evan Bluebeard I serve primrose A picture of me is like a part of Michaelango's I don't play the banjo will you ever understand yo Servin I mean the matter how old I go Rambo Cocks strong half a block wrong Illy ill fire starter hittin harder than King Kong Not a battle axe not one of the mill Not easily knocked out or easily killed Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down [LL Cool J] A hundred and ninety five pounds punk More bounce to the ounce and I say what counts KnowI'msayin Now get yourself on the floor Stop actin like a sissy [LL Cool J] Boy, I'm better than better is, badder than badder is I won't scare em or dare em I'll just splatter his guts kick his butt while Bob is rockin the cuts Wanna step in the ring with me you must be mushed Now ices in a crisis afraid when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin But filling when the scene I mean I'm icin and acin Amateurs who like it can't hack it I attack it that's why I'm gonna crack it The shell and the soul of little kids who can't roll I told em, scold em, teach em and mold em get paid ten knots at a time and then I fold em I remember the blood and I remember what told em I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the audacity to try and mess with him and me Hypersonic is weak and Supersonic is wack Sneak around at the minute like a Siamese cat Pellum (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm H-A-R-D I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down [LL Cool J] Rock the beat now that can be arranged Yo baby you look fine spread em Yo homeboy get up against the wall put this in your pocket Who is this Move it, move it, move it [LL Cool J] I'm a nappy, sappy crappy imitator of who If I ever imitated it wouldn't be you, ooooh You don't know so many have died when the LL growl was amplified Get back better yet step back get dat Like shaft in the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm black I'm a perfect plan a good boyfriend I'm the reason rap rules and the country out Cool J-A-M-E-S Fresh as a cliche but so is my forte This goes out whether the blues is old news P's and Q's keep me in your shoes and you're dissin me because I'm young and I'm strong And cause I'm capable of makin a platinum LP Wrong you was, you assumed I was all in But boy is for ballin they'll never say I'm fallin Callin all cars for the brother in black L-E-L the Mack back bone of this track I'm force full of force to put you on your back Makin hit after hit while you sent for a contract Hotter than hot now watch how hot I can get Leavin rappers fee's dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town I gotta .357 and I break it on down [LL Cool J] Now the LL posse is now handin out speed knots to all those who don't want to get busy That's right baby get your body on the floor Move it, move it .357 at point blank range ain't nothin strange you're havin a heart attack is at your back Now listen to me bring it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down

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