85 lyrics for "Hey kid (hey kid)"

And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up
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There, along the road, was a tiny home The yard held dead machines behind its fences Like they were it's kids Broken down, but still worth a lot to someone It made me stop and grin Light from a dying moon It blurs our eyes And we wear a cape of fireflies
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If I was scared You know I would And if I was yours Now I'm ready to start But I'm not Like the kids in art school said they would And if I was bored And if I was pure
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Tracksuit grey, black, blue I was just a hope-filled kid like you Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose Everyting fresh when I came back through Saying they're a road brudda, that's not true I'm not second but I am top two See me in the club with the
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And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up
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Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to
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B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets She's got electric boots a mohair suit Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful You know I read it in a magazine, oh Hey Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something that's been known to change the weather
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Without one another It's not like you never tried to forget her But these days are better without one another Hey Hey kid, everybody's prone to some mistakes If you'd always kept it straight, you'd never learn You'd run the risk of all the risks you take
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A Merle or a Willie If not for a Django and Jimmie The Django and Jimmie Has Mississippi A young singing brakeman A jazz playing gypsy Might not have been I'm a kid with a guitar Trying to play ?, when they ask
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