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Vandals, The lyrics
Vandals, The lyrics
"Gator Hide Lyrics"
The Promise Lyrics
On behalf of her love She no longer sleeps Life no longer had meaning Nothing to make her stay
On behalf of her love She no longer sleeps Life no longer had meaning Nothing to make her stay
Alligator skins, crocodile hides, good ol' boys, and their Southern brides
City folk come for the lure of the bounty
But they don't come back 'cause the sheriff of the country is
Buford T. Jefferson Davis III
And I'm only here
Whiplash Lyrics
"Whiplash" Taken from the Fish Single "A Gentleman's Excuse Me" --- Hang a left, turn a right, we're driving
to warn you if you haven't heard about:"Whiplash" Taken from the Fish Single "A Gentleman's Excuse Me" --- Hang a left, turn a right, we're driving
Gator hides- a sheriff's pride
Everyglades mirrored shades
He's a good ol' boy but he ain't no good
He'll bust your head on a stump
Just like splittin' wood
Got a story of his own tho
Salvation Lyrics
(Words and musci Geoff Bullock) Jesus God's righteousness revealed The Son of Man The Son of Godgh he ain't askin' for pity
Saw his folks shot dead for twelve dollars in the city
So Buford was orphaned by the city at ten
Got a chip on his shoulder the size of Gentle Ben
(CHORUS)
Hunted 10,000 islands, drank 10,000 beers
So I drank myself blind, on a homemade solution
As my body rots away in a penal institution
So if you come for the gators let me give you a clue
The shefiff of the county's got it in for you
(Words and musci Geoff Bullock) Jesus God's righteousness revealed The Son of Man The Son of God
Saw his folks shot dead for twelve dollars in the city
So Buford was orphaned by the city at ten
Got a chip on his shoulder the size of Gentle Ben
(CHORUS)
Hunted 10,000 islands, drank 10,000 beers
Sad Songs And Waltzes Lyrics
I'm writing a song all about you A true song as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'Cause
Wanted 10,000 dollars, got 10,000 yearsI'm writing a song all about you A true song as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'Cause
So I drank myself blind, on a homemade solution
As my body rots away in a penal institution
So if you come for the gators let me give you a clue
The shefiff of the county's got it in for you