order Come taste blood, our living grease Headless bodies found, one is your daughter I can never trust the virgin preacher ..... I was born in a dark winter night Thunder and lightning
I was born in a dark winter night thunder and lightning greeted me now it's the time to begin to fight kingdom of heaven, I can't see My home is the
in proper Panasonic alignment. Pseudo Pliskins o.d. on kick drums, snake, escape that environment. SUEDE- Wave that colt 44, bolts of lightning with Travolta grease
' like John Travolta Wish I was John Travolta Living like John Travolta. His last name means High Voltage, There's Greased Lightning in his veins.
I was born in a dark winter night Thunder and lightning greeted me Now it's time to begin to fight Kingdom of heaven, I can't see My home is the bloody
don't think they hear you son ha ha Now first but not least you will respect Keith Lay a nigga down like a doo rag in some grease You must be crazy
Take a little more time with me That's the way, that's the way That's our love in slow motion Slow down, greased lightning Make love, gentle not frightening
loving you Speed, give me what I need Yeah, white lightning Let's speed, on speed On wheels, on wheels Speed, oh, let it bleed Yeah, greased lightning
loving you Speed Give me what I need Yeah White lightning Let's speed, on speed On wheels, on wheels Speed Oh, let it bleed Yeah Greased lightning Let
greased lightnin'! I'll get some overhead lifters and four-barrel quads, oh yeah (greased lightning, go greased lightin'!) A fuel-injection cut-off with chrome-plated rods, oh yeah (greased lightnin', go greased
shoplifting My accent on rap is smashin' Emcees be past tense Didn't make the draft pick Come get ya ass kicked You awful And slothful I'm grease lightning
fear Not quite sure what he's doing there On your marks, get set, and they're in Tubby's consumed by the urge to win Four are greased lightning, one is
stirs from dreams, barely three feet under Victoria, I come to claim my prize Stealing from the convent 'Neath the wrath of seething skies For though you greased
led From crag jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that
find a place Stays open late, right away, yeah C. C. Mama Motorcycle queen I'm gonna catch up with you With my lightning wheels, yeah It's cold, black coffee Eggs and grease
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent Haven't I seen your face before You greased the handles on my door Took me for a ride Down lover's highway
stop litter bin Remind me of you somehow And you look so young, it's frightening Life's been good to you But strike me down with bolts of lightning If