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not enuf

Contributed by rustygrl33 on Tuesday, 14th January 2003 @ 10:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

in this life there is music
the drums are the bomb
its either you like all or some
o ya baby boy rock is the best
or is it the music that makes ya rest
o ya that is rock, make it punk
complete all the way, country has sunk
you try to make me listen to that trash
you need to stone me and smash
my face in all the way, all the way
you know like they always say
kill me now, kill me now
open your mouth and sing opera
i need to smile today, all that stuff
or that talk you cant hear
cuz they keep yelling in your ear
but the mosh pit is made of fun
its not over till its done
o baby boy you got that rite
o baby boy you gotta tonite
lets go, crowd surfing
its free on hands and knees
while the lead singer screams
everyone knods their head
o feel it, just like you said
poor guy gonna have a soar throat
but knows every note
hope he gets paid good money
yo its all good and fun
it means well and under the sun
i stand and get a tan
o baby boy come with me to the light
and maybe, just maybe might
we can hit the crowd on hand
all nite we can scream to our Christ
can i stop, can i shut the mouth up
your mouth is moving but i cant hear
dont mouth it baby, scream
dont mouth it baby, beam
this isnt country, this isnt dumb
this is life, this shall reign!

Copyright © rustygrl33 ... [ 2003-01-14 10:40:00]
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Re: not enuf (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Tuesday, 14th January 2003 @ 06:37:33 PM AEST
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This is cool... great write... made perfect sense to me! :)

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