Tankard lyrics
Tankard lyrics
"Tankard Roach Motel lyrics"
Everytime lyrics
Down from the doorway and into the streetI hear the morning bellover and over the pattern repeatI hear the morning belland all the faces cold as stonein the January chillyou have led me into wor
Down from the doorway and into the streetI hear the morning bellover and over the pattern repeatI hear the morning belland all the faces cold as stonein the January chillyou have led me into wor
Cy was a New York roach
Went to JFK
Had to fly away
Cy came to Frankfurt town
Started looking round
For a home again
Found a place
A dump full of rubble, trash and mould
Air-raid pad
A wreck of heavy metal souls
Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear
Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack
There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place
There's a smelly little things in a guitar cas
Saturday Night Live lyrics
(feat. Jelly Roll) [Intro] Ahhh! We bout to go this motherfuckin club tonight, y'knahmean? Poke some motherfuckin hoes, y'knahmean? Make sure them hoes, y'knahmean? Gon' act
e(feat. Jelly Roll) [Intro] Ahhh! We bout to go this motherfuckin club tonight, y'knahmean? Poke some motherfuckin hoes, y'knahmean? Make sure them hoes, y'knahmean? Gon' act
I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell
'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel
Cy drunk a lot of beer
Metal in his ears
Made him deaf and fat
Dried junk food in the floor
Porno mags and more
This is what it's at
Party time
The band is on tour all the place is mine
Call my friends
The vermin of Frankfurt rules tonight
Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear
Here's a condom a
Project Window lyrics
(feat. Ron Isley) Black hoods, cops 'n projects sewers flooded with foul blockage The gutter's wild and every child watches Changin top locks with ripped off hinges doors kicked off, drunks stag off s
s a snack, hey this place is whack(feat. Ron Isley) Black hoods, cops 'n projects sewers flooded with foul blockage The gutter's wild and every child watches Changin top locks with ripped off hinges doors kicked off, drunks stag off s
There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place
There's a smelly little things in a guitar case
I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell
'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel
My! Insects in the drum
Olaf found the scum
Panic in the band
Die! Kill the fucking bags
Eating all our drugs
Crawling in our pants
What the hell?
I thought Geremia was my friend
Killin
Killing Time lyrics
Hanging out on the corner, He's got no place to go. She sits in an empty bedroom Playing the radio. Every day they're regretting All the things never tried; Every day they're dyin' Just a little bit m
g now!Hanging out on the corner, He's got no place to go. She sits in an empty bedroom Playing the radio. Every day they're regretting All the things never tried; Every day they're dyin' Just a little bit m
My extermination round the band
Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear
Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack
There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place
There's a smelly little things in a guitar case
I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell
'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel
Was a fan of the band, though they play like hell
Now I'm leaving for a new rockin' roach motel