Cracker

[fox69]

"Yalla Yalla (Let's Go)"

"Yalla Yalla (Let's Go)"


Jesus Christ it's hot out here
But I'm the lucky mother tip of the spear

Give me water and cannon fodder
Get me outta this stinking CHU

I been thru Basra
Fucked up Falluja
Sadr city Mosul

There weren't no chocolates
No pretty flowers
Just kill them all or we die

Ya la la yalla yalla
Ya la la yalla yalla
Ya la la yalla yalla
Ya la la yalla yalla

At bombaconda the hajis missed me
Send them on their way to paradise
Whiskey tango foxtrot gunners
Too many pogues in the way

No r and r in Kuwait city
Abu Dhabi Dubai
I want my boots on
My battle rattle
When it's my time to die.

Ya la la
Ya la la yalla yalla

Ya la la
Ya la la yalla yalla

I had a girl her name was Gwendolyn Wanda
She rocked my world she loved my anaconda
I had a girl her name was Alda Salas
We never stopped, she'd holler yalla yalla
I had a girl Nantucket Massachusetts
She had a lisp, but man her ass was perfect

I had a girl her name was Alda Salas
I couldn't stop she'd holler yalla yalla
I had a girl, she volunteered for PETA
She liked my gun, all fifty millimeters

I liked a girl she liked to live with danger
She liked it best when it was with a stranger

I had a girl her name was Gwendolyn Wanda
She rocked my world she loved my anaconda

I had a girl Nantucket Massachusetts
She had a lisp, but man her ass was perfect.

 

[fox69]

"You Ain't Going Nowhere"
(feat. Adam Duritz & Joan Osborne)
(originally by Bob Dylan)

"You Ain't Going Nowhere"
(feat. Adam Duritz & Joan Osborne)
(originally by Bob Dylan)



Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind of wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
I don't care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates some substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair !Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we come up to it
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

 

[fox69]

"You Got Yourself Into This"

"You Got Yourself Into This"


You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
You shine like a diamond deep in a coma
We can't keep away from you
You took your advantage, you made it perfectly
Baby don't you try to act so innocent
You got yourself into this, it was your idea
No-one forced you to come along
You took charge, making plans, telling us what to do
You got yourself into this
You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
Shines like a diamond, treated like a dead? drop?
Setting up secret rendezvous each night
Burnt? like a hard? call?, keep it in the state? room
Meet me in the Oakland Airport Holiday Inn
You got yourself into this
You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
You got yourself into this
Now get yourself out
Get yourself out
Get yourself out

 

[fox69]

"You're The Reason Our Kids Are Ugly"
(originally by Conway Twitty)

"You're The Reason Our Kids Are Ugly"
(originally by Conway Twitty)



You're the reason I'm riding around on recapped tires.
You're the reason I'm hanging our clothes outside on wires.
You're the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
But looks ain't everything,
Money ain't everything.
But I love you just the same.

You're the reason I changed to beer from soda pop
You're the reason I never get to go to the beauty shop
You're the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
But looks ain't everything,
Money ain't everything.
But I love you just the same.

I guess that we won't ever have, everything we need.
'Cause when we get ahead, it's got another mouth to feed.

That's the reason my good looks and my figure's gone.
That's the reason I wear my hair short and long.
You're the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
But looks ain't everything,
Money ain't everything.
But I love you just the same.

I'll ask you one more time how many dollars did you spend at the ten dollar haircut store - three or four?
I spent five because I only needed it cut on the front
That's what it looks like - a dead possum hanging down on the back of your neck
It's an ironic mullet, though, you have to understand...it's an ironic mullet
Is 'ironic' one of them fancy words that you learned down there at college;
you know where I come from that don't mean nothing.
Well, you wouldn't have to look at it if I had my hat
I ain't got your hat
Last time I saw my hat you were dancing on a bar in Miss..., Miss..., where was that?
Missouri
You were dancing on a bar with my hat on.