a workin' With his hands on wood and wire Saginaw spruce, Tennessee maple Sears and Roebuck, black diamond strings Late at night he fans that fire When he grabs hold of that wood and wire
sufferings Lie in momentary pain While the wait of an endless glory Still remains to me Dead man walking down the halls To meet a mess of wood and wire
his hands on wood and wire Chorus Saganaw spruce Tennessee maple Sears and robuck black diamond strings late a night he fans that fire... when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
번역: Alcatrazz. 와이어 나무.
번역: 존스, 조지. 나무와 와이어.
to feel the smack from the wire and the wood, Pack that slap, don't take no crap from the wire and the wood Crushed against the barricades And worked
with his hands on wood and wire Chorus Saganaw spruce Tennessee maple Sears and robuck black diamond strings late a night he fans that fire... when he grabs a hold of that wood and wire
, let's ride I sit back and think about them good old days The way we were raised in our southern ways And we like cornbread and biscuits And if it's
everything I want and more Her real desire Is to know I'd walk alone out on the wire To make her feel that fire She wants a cabin in the woods She wants
do it again) I brush teeth, brush naps and calm streets (do it a) Dreamin' of Cadillacs, wood wheels and plush seats (let's do it again) Cats with gold teeth and
and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess
libels and false idols Craziness inside me, afraid to peek through the bushes And see closed off, locked down Reality behind barbed wire with no key
In an ice-capped fire Of burning wood In our world of wire Ignite our dreams of starry skies And you and me As realized our bigger themes Oh, take me
Camels and I'm goodie with a little Daniels The Chevy wired got the 24 tires 24 hours wired ain't tired Bottles on floor smoke swirling spirals around the wood
mother sings a lullaby to a child Sometime in the future the boy goes wild And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy A walk in the woods and
taste From my gun, big guns, big power M. Woods, sixth hourm Berettas, Tauruses, Rugers Smith and Wesson's, glocks and lugers AK's, AR 15's Mack elevens and
Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling all right I got some money in my pocket and
thought it was bashful But this bastard's flow will bash a skull And I will cut your girl like Pastor Tro And I don't usually smoke but pass the dro And
