Where was I when the lights went out? Up in my room listening to twist and shout Hot summer nights by the window fan Out on the airwave, a big dance band
Same Ol? River By Sam Bush I wish that I cold be an Indian On a painted pony so fast No one could ever catch me I get caught up in my past I?d ride
I see the people working And see it working for them And so I want to join in But then I find it hurts me Some say that knowledge is Something sat in
Seems the road goes on and on And it never ends And in my heart where I belong Is there with you You know I'd be right by you side If I only could But
Another Day Is Dawning On This Dusty Town Rub The Sleep From My Eyes As My Feet Hit The Ground So I Make Myself Some Coffee Always Seems Like Somethin
tuck Mom say, "Son, don't be no fool" I'm tryin' to buy a Bentley, a house on the pool I just wanna piece of the American dream But Uncle Sam, he don
on your feet 'cause you just won't get up You dream about havin' nice things but you don't have a plan How you gon' get it, from your Uncle Sam? Your
yeah) My hat flew off and keith just laughed Afrika's with sam, holdin on to his seat As sam does ninety to a new bush beat Arrive to the show with no
Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing the new And improved, you know who Never been the type to bend or budge The wrong button to push, no friend of Bush
?all, don?t trust the flag y?all I dig the birds y?all, I'm layin' out now, yeah The season?s been good like a sweet I hang out with a gang out flat bush
you change then? What if there was no Rocafella law for made men? What if hate ran through me? And what if Portland Would've drafted Jordan instead of Sam
[MJG] Roach spraid on the block Then I took my throwback Now my soldiers posted up Hangin' like a coatrack Gun in the bushes and Work in the stash spot
rise above it Sometimes, you sneak below Somewhere in between believing in Heaven And facing the Devil you know Black and white cops shining lights in the bushes
you birth, Bush Read the name and stare in my eyes, your 18 then pack your bags, Your off to fight in my war, support uncle sam over in Bagdad,
"5 at 5" As far as the public domain National elections have been takin' Out of the public brain, the public's insane The facts still remain the same The Bushes
someone, you're gonna frown In Willie's bus, you're gettin' high That's your lesson in Texas 101, y'all We got George Bush and Dixie Chicks I guess oil
truth I'm dirtier than a reverend fighting Internal Revenue I'ma get mine, you can call me Uncle Sam Used ya for your services and I don't give a damn Slap Bush
They never should have messed with New York City They don't want none of old Uncle Sam We stare right in the face of terror And you know Lady Liberty
