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 Reactor: Neil Young (with Crazy Horse): 1981 Get back on it Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I'll see you soon Get back on it Get back on it Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I'll see you soon Get back on it Get back on it I may be late in comin' though I got some things I gotta do Don't let me see your tail lights I pull a heavy load Get back on it Get back on it Don't let me see your tail lights I pull a heavy load Get back on it Get back on it There ain't no way to stop it though Oh it might explode It's too late for General Custer Too late for Robert E. Lee Get back on it Get back on it It's too late for General Custer Too late for Robert E. Lee Get back on it Get back on it But I'll get back on the highway before it's too late for me Get back on it Get back on it Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I'll see you soon Get back on it Get back on it Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I'll see you soon Get back on it Get back on it I may be late in comin' though I got some things I gotta do mo.tor city My old car keeps breaking down My new car ain't from japan There's already too many Datsuns In this town Another thing that's bugging me Is this commercial on t.v. Says that Detroit can't Make good cars any more Motor City Who's driving my car? Who's driving my car now? Who? My army jeep is still alive Got locking hubs And four wheel drive Ain't got no radio Ain't got no mag wheels Ain't got no digital clock Ain't got no clock The paint job is lookin' blue The whitewalls are missing too But I guess until I get my car back This'll do Who's driving my car? Who's driving my car now? Who? Who's driving my car now? op.er.a star So your girlfriend slammed the door shut In your face tonight But that's all right Then she took off to the opera With some highbrow from the city lights Well you grew up on a corner And you never missed a moonlit night. Some things never change They stay the way they are Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho You were born to rock You'll never be an opera star You were born to rock You'll never be an opera star Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho So you stay out all night Gettin' fucked up in that rock and roll bar And you never get tired 'Cause your drugs are in a little jar You were born to rock You'll never be an opera star Some things never change They stay the way they are Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho I was born to rock Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho So your girlfriend slammed the door shut In your face tonight But that's all right Then she took off to the opera With some highbrow from the city lights Well you grew up on a corner And you never missed a moonlit night. Some things never change They stay the way they are Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho You were born to rock You'll never be an opera star You were born to rock Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho rap.id tran.sit Rrrrrrapid Transit Ppppppubic Service I'm standing in my line Mmmmmmeltdown Ccccccontainment I'm standing in my line Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Every wave is new until it breaks. Go! Ssssssecret Service Ppppppublic Enemy I'm standing in my line Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline Let's go trippin' Every wave is new until it breaks. Go! shots Shots Ringing all along the borders can be heard Striking out Like a venom in the sky Cutting through the air Faster than a bird In the night Children Are lost in the sand Building roads with little hands Trying to join their father's castles Together again Will they make it? Who knows where or when Old wounds will mend? Machines Are winding their way along Looking string Building roads And bringing back loads and loads Of building materials In the night Men Are trying to move The boulders on the ground Lines between the different spaots that each has found But back home Another scene Was going down In the night Lust Comes creepin' through the night To feed on the hearts of Suburban wives Who learned to pretend When they met their dream's end In the night Shots I hear shots I keep hearing shots I keep hearing shots I hear shots Shots I hear shots I keep hearing shots I keep hearing shots I hear shots south.ern pac.i.fic Down the mountainside To the coastline Past the angry tide The mighty diesel whines And the tunnel comes And the tunnel goes Around anothe bend The giant drivers roll I rode the highball I fired the Daylight When I turned around 65 I couldn't see right It wsa "Mr. Jones, We've got to let you go It's company policy You've got pension though." Roll on Southern Pacific Roll on On your silver rails Roll on Southern Pacific On your silver rails Through the moonlight I put in my time I put in my time Now I'm left to roll Down the long decline I ain't no brake man Ain't no conductor But I would be though If I was younger Roll on Southern Pacific On your silver rails On your silver rails Roll on Southern Pacific Roll on On your silver rails surf.er joe and moe the sleaze Here's a story 'bout Surfer Joe He caught the big one But he let it go There's somebody Satisfied with winning Back on the boardwalk There's Moe the Sleaze Seels good things And aims to please He's almost even But he doesn't mind a handout Come on down for a pleasure cruise We're all going on a pleasure cruise Come on down for a pleasure cruise Plenty of women Plenty of booze Give your ticket To Moe the Sleaze He's the one that's weak in the knees His pants are bggy But you can see them shaking I'll introduce you to Surfer Joe He may be there I really don't know We can only smoke garfong And watch him ride the big one Come on down for a pleasure cruise We're all going on a pleasure cruise Come on down for a pleasure cruise Plenty of women Plenty of booze Come on down Come on down Come on down Come on ... Here's a story 'bout Surfer Joe He caught the big one But he let it go He's somebody He's somebody He's somebody He's somebody Cone on down We're all goin' Come on down We're all goin' Women Booze t-bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone No T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone [../_private/navbar.htm] |
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