Floyds Funk Revival Lyrics Creamy






			Floyds Funk Revival Lyrics: Creamy Respect Independence Day Drive ShitHeads Get Off Kudzu Sky and Sun Scared Junkyard Jesus What A of P The Duke of Sex and Money The Wagon Song Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Respect spends up his sweet time, just because your heads gone sour consolidationg misery, hoping that you'll turn the corner forget about the sinking ship, you've made off with the captain catch your flies with honey, then you catch some cheap infection coming up roses but your venus flytrap eats them all give me just a little respect, now come on just a little takin' every bit of my time, why don't you give a little suckin' up line by line, that's how your story goes (repeat) why don't you give me just a little respect making lots of money from your daddy's bank account screaming greedy decibels in very large amounts mama needs a bypass, little wibur's got the flu still you hide behind george washington what the hell's wrong with you coming up roses, but you venus flytrap eats them all TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Independence Day no one pays attention, when i want attention no one hits on me when i want to be hit on no one keeps me laughing when i want a comedy all it ever does is rain on major holidays no one looks at afshion, the way i look at fashion ain't no white fayva boots or aqua net on my hair when i try to call you on the telephone always gettin' bad reception, i ain't even stoned all the clouds come out on independence day little boys don't cry, the wind will blow them all away all the clouds come out on independence day TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Drive turnpike, nursery pike, moon pie, black eye, why try, 75, 41, 285 have fun, flat tire, so tired, everybodys downtown, horse town, smoggy smoggy, all round golf put, pigeon strut, wing nut, sand truck, 4, 6, 8 wheels, six flags and scrubby deals make a reservation with the leather on your seat skip the 4th gp straight to 5 and baby drive, drive, drive, drive winnebago move aside, makin' room for double-wide roadkill ballerinas, smash a bug, fill up at fina roadside preachers with a kickstand promise make a reservation with the leather on your seat i love the way you cruise, so fly, so baby... are you going my way? TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: ShitHeads phony faces are all i see, ugly rumors are surrounding me judgmental thoughts flow from mind to mind just because i'm not one of the john doe kind insecurity turns to jealousy, causing switchblade tongues to make ears bleed your thick imaginations gettin' thicker and thicker why am i the lighter that makes you flicker don't be judging me on what you think that you see i don't want you around i know what you're thinking don't be judging me on what you think you see i don't want you around i know what you're about you look at me, you think you've figured me out it would take a lot of knowledge to learn what i'm about if your so into the world to let yours pass you by pull the plank from your own eye TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Get Off put away the monopoly, we've played enough games today i let you suffer through enough already lets take a trip downtown to the old john sassafrass grill it seems to work wonders on dilemas, the kind you can't cure with a pill let's get off this train i left my life in the rain and i can't go any further if my thoughts seem too unkind call the dogs and put it on my dime i never beg for free what's that song on the radio? the one that says, "love will keep us together" do you still have the same ol' picture in your wallet of the time we met, and baby you were my queen and baby i was your kind...i made you scream TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Kudzu grow, grow, grow how your mind must flow no, no, no that's where we get our self control if stealing four leaf clovers for the needy is so wrong then throw me in the slammer with convictd leprechauns i'll stop talking when the kudzu dies (plant your soul and watch it grow) say, say, say did you check your bank account today? i bet its looking plump cuz' you sold a lot of soul today i don't need someone to tell me what they think is cool how would you know anyway, you read the book of rules it's growin', it's growin'... TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Sky and Sun time to take a recess from your mind i gotta say that there's some causalties went to your mama cuz your daddy wouldn't let you be on mtv try to make a hassle cuz the joe in the corner has the same duds on as you lie to your groupies tell them all the things that they wanna hear ain't true givin'em every reason for them all to stare at you starin' green with envy til' their face starts turnin' blue i'll be up in the sky when the sun comes down on you buyin' up all the ladies drinks with your daddy's credit card got more people eating from your hand than chickens in your backyard give'em every reason for them all to stare at you starin' green with envy til' their face starts turnin' blue i'll be up in the sky when the sun comes down on you TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Scared sometimes i feel like an idiot, everybodys in the water but i fall short, i'm dry...such a knot to untie even when i was such a snot nosed kid these monsters of reality in my head keep buggin' me i wanna fly wanna kill the monsters in my head wanna kill them so i won't be scared sometimes they call me a virgin and sometimes they never call but ever since the 80's, i don't have sex at all i'm telling you its too hard to justify time will tell the difference when its going through our mind that i'll show you yours and you'll show me mine i'm not kidding around, this blurry vision is killing my eyes TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: Junkyard Jesus i spent a lot of time when i was a kid looking at the world from a tree my mama wasn't good to me and my daddy, well he's dead the tree became the only friend for me there was a family that lived next to me they had a boy just about my age stricken to a wheelchair at the tender age of five didn't seem to phase him as he chuckled and told his mama to turn the page junkyard jesus did you well livin' by the junkyard there's always much to see i saw a bum get killed the other day some thug took life from a man all out of money not like he had a whole lot to live for anyway hey mister, mister....what's your destiny? i hear you carry all your faith in fives and tens let the chips fall where they may, it don't matter anyway cuz' you'll be crawlin' back from the ashes of your sins TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: What quite some time, i've seen her out on the floor somebody asked "is she crazy, in her monotronic world" but baby, i know you've had your relief so much you gave up your life for the spoon and a knife so you could stab the back of reality what do you say, about your newfound situation what do you know about self control what do you feel when the shit is pumpin' through ya' is it burning you up, cuz it's calling your soul all your time, spent in a closet of goals so many skeletons, nowhere to hang up your clothes but baby, she's got to try to survive just to kick and to crawl, so sick of it all i want to pull the plug that keeps me alive TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: A of P (Amalgam of People) an amalgam of people all groovin' under one steeple ain't no brother better than the other i wish we could take away all the water so we all live in one big ol' country everything is gonna be alright we're all just workin' people ain't no keys in the car tonight only thing left that we can drive home is the music now people so we work it, work it now the sun us shinin' so bright i think i'll go outside cuz i've worked too hard to swallow my pride TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: The Duke of Sex and Money take a look at daddy mo' with his attitude slung low he's a pistol packin' pete with a cocaine tongue long enough to lick his pinky toe drives a corvette, sparkle green he'll make a little kitty turn pretty mean don't come around parkin' in my crib i might get a little bit obsecene but that's all she wrote, when she took away his throne called the corwning of the majesty: the duke of sex and money pretty confident that she was 19, not your typical beauty queen she wore patented leather boots and a big vinyl smile wasn't nothin' like the duke had ever seen she got mall hair sprayed like a rock steals money from her daddy mo's sock take it down town to the bank of bad trips get it done by five o'clock she was all this and more he didn't know what was in store she made a myth of his moniker the duke of sex and money TOP Artist: Floyds Funk Revival Album : Creamy Lyrics: The Wagon Song burning questions in the class, these acid tests burn my ass and the teachers so cold, butter wouldn't melt in her mouth draw a picture to escape, then it looked at me and smiled riding on a high horse ain't what it's all about... hitch your wagon to a star, look a little higher than you are don't you know that clothes make the man so come on, dress as bitchin' as you can of all the lost souls in this place, you could've paved a mile road long down on my face... tell me little fella, why you ragging on me? my friend, there's ten struggles in life, and you've only made it through five you can take the heat, but can you take the humidity TOP

Floyds Funk Revival Lyrics: Creamy