September 2009
Time ain't in a bottle and nothing stays the same Somewhere in the 50s music made a change People started pointing when the king began to shake They called it rock n' roll and it was love or hate Elvi
en epiphone les paul special II ::D I play for the masses, sex on the stage girls shake their asses Then come taste my fame Backstage is my thing So get in the ring We do anything Cause here, I'm the
Immigrants and faggots They make no sense to me They come to our country And think they'll do as they please Like start some mini Iran, Or spread some fuckin' disease They talk so many goddamn ways It
Turn it down you say, Well all I gotta say to you is Time and time again i say no No no no no Tell me not to play Well all I gotta say to When you tell me not to play Is say no No no no no So if you
I live my life in the city There's no easy way out The day's moving just too fast for me I need some time in the sunshine I gotta slow it right down The day's moving just too fast for me I live my li