100 lyrics for "Na na na na na me go, we gon'"
For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing
PlayThose beers might as well have been poured out Why are you still showing up and bringing me down? Why do I keep letting you get to me And mess up what that's not what's gonna be? You walk right by crashing my high like I know you will You're like a
PlayKeep me in mind (Keep me in mind) Somewhere down the road you might get lonely And I pray someday that you will love me only Well the world can be real tough This is gonna be funky How come all the pretty girls like you are taken baby I've been looking
PlayWe're walking the wire, love We're walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below Look out down below We're gonna be higher, up And we'll take what comes, take what comes Feel the wind in your hair Feel the rush way up here Walking the wire, wire,
PlayEverything's gonna be alright boys, help is on the way Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now We're not running anymore Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break
PlayWhat are we doin' love What are we gonna tell all our friends You don't have to like someone to love someone That rule was made to be broken But if we have to say goodbye to a life we've gotten used to We're like summer and winter We're not one bit alike
PlayHow could you forget? Oh, you ain't gotta tell me I know We'll never be the same as before But I can only tell you how I feel right now I'm missing how you feel right now Oh, how you gonna act like that? I just don't get it Tell me does he do it, do you
PlayDon't you know we're riding with the king? Get on a TWA to the promised land. I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid. I blew it all at the penny arcade. A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll. No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl. Every woman,
PlayTo the ground Come and lay, help us lay And we're gonna raze, raze the prisons (Words and Music by Joan Baez) Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name Busted on a drunken charge
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