Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time.
Provided with toys and scouting for boys.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma.
And you didn't like school,

And you know you're nobody's fool.
So welcome to the machine.

Edited May 6, 2019 by WhoTom

[PastaJoe]

Do you nervously await the blows of cruel fate?
Do your checks bounce higher than a rubber ball?
Are you worried 'cause your girlfriend's just a little late?
Are you looking for a way to chuck it all?
We can end your daily strife
At a reasonable price
You've seen it advertised in Life
You'll feel just fine
Now
Buy a big bright green pleasure machine

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

I should have known you'd bid me farewell
There's a lesson to be learned from this and I learned it very well
Now I know you're not the only starfish in the sea
If I never hear your name again, it's all the same to me

And I think it's gonna be all right
Yeah, the worst is over now
The mornin' sun is shinin' like a red rubber ball

[Gugny]

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls,
And she's got big balls,
But we've got the biggest balls of them all!

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

I'll never forget you and love you inspite of your faults
The good and the bad I want to remember it all
I did a new dance and you did your Tennessee Waltz
The party's all over I came uninvited
I'm leaving and taking the belle of the ball

[Gugny]

And the man in the back said everyone attack
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn you
It'll turn into a ballroom blitz

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go

They're forming in a straight line
They're goin through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
Blitzkreig Bop

[SinceThe70s]

Let us have peace, let us have life
Let us escape the cruel night
Let us have time, let the sun shine
Let us beware the deadly sign

The day is coming
Armageddon's near
Inferno coming
Can we survive the blitzkrieg

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Let me tell you now
Ev'rybody's talking about
Revolution, evolution, m@sturbation
Flagellation, regulation, integrations
Meditations, United Nations
Congratulations

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

[row_33]

It happened on the strip where the road is wide
Two cool shorts standing side by side
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a 4-thirteen
Revving up our engines and it sounds real mean

[WhoTom]

I looked in my mirror; a red light was blinkin'
The cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln!

 

They arrested me and they put me in jail.
And called my pappy to throw my bail.
And he said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln!"

[row_33]

Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep. (Beep! Beep!).

 

While riding in my Cadillac, what, to my surprise,
A little Nash Rambler was following me, about one-third my size.
The guy must have wanted it to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Now what you gotta do, I'll tell you what you gotta do
You got to pretend your face is a Maserati
It's a Maserati
It's a Maserati
It's a gettin' hotty
It's a Maserati, Maserati, Maserati
It's a fast one too man, that thing's turbocharged
You feel like a little fuel injection honey?
I'll tell ya about it, I'll tell you about it
I'll check out the hood scoop
I gotta get that hood scoop off, shine and shine and buff
I gotta buff it up, buff it up, buff it up, buff it up, buff it up,
Yeah, shiny now baby, heh heh heh
You've been drivin' all night long
It's time to put the old Maserati away
So you look for a garage, you think you see a garage
Wait a minute, Hey!, there's one up ahead
And the damn thing's open
Hello! Get in there!
Is my baby alive? (Is my baby alive?)
Is my baby alive? (Is my baby alive?)
Is my baby alive?
She Wango'd to death
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango (Wango Tango)
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Tango
Wango Wango
Tango Tango
Wango Wango Wango Wango
Tango Tango Tango Tango

[WhoTom]

Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity runnin' wild
Crusin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go

[SinceThe70s]

Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avocado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an @sshole

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

She didn't see the tandem gravel truck
Passin on the curve
Too much fun
Too little luck
She didn't have time to swerve

 

Terminus terminus
Terminus El Dorado

[WhoTom]

Little James Dean, up on the screen
Wonderin' who he might be
Along came a Spyder and picked up a rider
And took him down the road to eternity

 

James Dean, James Dean, you bought it sight unseen

 

[DaBillsFanSince1973]

When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer.
And I can't get get my car out of second gear.
What used to take two hours now takes all day. Huh!
It took me 16 hours to get to L.A.

 

Gonna write me up for 125
Post my face wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can't drive 55!
No, no no,

Edited May 6, 2019 by DaBillsFanSince1973

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

So no one told you life was gonna be this way ?????
Your job's a joke, you're broke
Your love life's D.O.A
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month
Or even your year, but

I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)

Edited May 6, 2019 by The Real Buffalo Joe

[BillsFanNC]

Mountains rough this time of year
Close the highway down
They don't warn the town

 

And I've been fighting second gear
For fifteen miles or so
Trying to beat the angry snow

 

And I know every town worth passing through
But what good does knowing do
With no one to show it to

 

And I've grown tired of traveling alone
Tired of traveling alone
I've grown tired of traveling alone
Won't you ride with me?