Jethro!

Don't touch my cracker!!!

Pink toolbox homosexual.

Jethro's driving. I'm trying to recall the last time I was this scared.

broken image

Bring back 6 million? That's gonna take some dough.

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Silly wabbit. Twix are for kids.

Ahh, bless our soul, Our sun's found a voice. LyricFind.

She woke up mad, she's tryna pick a fight
Got a phone to my ear 'cause I'm tryna book a flight
And she's crazy as a goddamned loon
And the airline's drowning in the belly of the beast
And they're all bogged down from the weather in the east
And we're not going anywhere soon
And it's thirty degrees on the Emerald Coast
I spilled my coffee and I burned my toast
And the rent car's sitting on a flat
The internet's down and they don't know why
And I damn near made the desk clerk cry
And there wasn't any reason for that
She's camped in the shower and she won't come out
And I don't have a clue what that's about
I'll just have to wait and see
Can't get online to check the bank
Twitter's on fire, my stocks all tanked
But what's really getting to me is

I keep losing my glasses
I keep losing my glasses
I keep losing my glasses
I keep losing my glasses

Georgia license Code B Restriction
Can't drive 'less I got my specs on
Double negative's proper diction
In this North Florida redneck lexicon
Ain't nothing but Fox News fiction on
Nobody's showing the game I'm betting on
And how they gonna build a wall with no Mexicans anyway?
Honeymoon's over, less than enchanted
Gonna be driving back to Atlanta
She don't like the freeway so we're going scenic
Apalachicola and points in between
Patches of fog on up to Sopchoppy
Ten four, driver, we good and gone, copy
We'll get home tonight or there's gonna be hell to pay
Roadside stand selling Tupelo honey
You take your jar and leave 'em the money
That's how they do it down here
But it's cold and they're not selling today
She'd just break a jar on my head anyway
'Cause it's my fault we got such a damn late start
I was doing my part for my art and

I kept losing my glasses (glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (glasses)

Made the exit and turned up Ponce
And I'll be damned if I know what she wants
But we gotta get something to eat
Majestic Diner's our best chance
Pork chop and eggs oughta save the romance
It's maybe a mile up the street
My daddy told me, if you got any sense
Better feed the woman, many years hence
I know what he meant and I got me a plan
But I can't read the menu 'cause, damn

I keep losing my glasses (glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (keep losing my glasses)
I keep losing my glasses (glasses)

Oh yeah, I keep on
Mm-hmm
Ooh, mm-hmm, mm

writers James McMurtry, Daren Hess, Cornbread
lyric publishers © BMG Rights Management

 

Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation
And little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotation
And if you want these kind of dreams it's Californication
It's the edge of the world and all of Western civilization
The sun may rise in the East, at least it settled in a final location
It's understood that Hollywood sells Californication
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A teenage bride with a baby inside getting high on information
And buy me a star on the boulevard, it's Californication
Space may be the final frontier, but it's made in a Hollywood basement
And Cobain, can you hear the spheres singing songs off Station To Station?
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Destruction leads to a very rough road, but it also breeds creation
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And tidal waves couldn't save the world from Californication
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writers Michael Peter Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Gaylord Smith
lyric publisher © Peermusic Publishing