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BONNEVILLE JOINT
just a las draught for the health then i go upon the scene
my friend big joe near on the left gonna burn until the steam
and the neighbour's crying i guess more than bubbles in my beer
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the moon may someday fall
when a asshole from the police with his assholes from the blue house
just met gas and the feast 'cause we're in the house of the blues not the same
ain't no flowers ain't no justice they come back just for telling rules
here you there's no seed to grow
here there's nothing but rock'n roll
at bonneville joint the law is on the road
the barmaid's still hating myself
pink thinks she didn't like the next one
hey! johnny i'm told she's her best friend it's too late she's been gone
don't talk me about faith and the beat'll keep on to roll
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the place i've lost my soul
just a last draught for the health then i go upon the scene
it's too late she's been gone but the wheel keep on to roll
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the place i've lost my soul
my friend big joe near on the left, but she's gone it's too late
here there ain't no self control, you met the gas and the feast
just a las draught for the health then i go upon the scene
my friend big joe near on the left gonna burn until the steam
and the neighbour's crying i guess more than bubbles in my beer
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the moon may someday fall
when a asshole from the police with his assholes from the blue house
just met gas and the feast 'cause we're in the house of the blues not the same
ain't no flowers ain't no justice they come back just for telling rules
here you there's no seed to grow
here there's nothing but rock'n roll
at bonneville joint the law is on the road
the barmaid's still hating myself
pink thinks she didn't like the next one
hey! johnny i'm told she's her best friend it's too late she's been gone
don't talk me about faith and the beat'll keep on to roll
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the place i've lost my soul
just a last draught for the health then i go upon the scene
it's too late she's been gone but the wheel keep on to roll
here sometime there's no good to stroll
here there ain't no self control
at bonneville joint the place i've lost my soul
my friend big joe near on the left, but she's gone it's too late
here there ain't no self control, you met the gas and the feast
