• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Steady Ride (gun Metal Green) - Trocadero
• Spiritual - Trocadero
• No One - Trocadero
• Blood Gulch Blues - Trocadero
• A Girl Named Tex - Trocadero

Gun metal green
Prettiest that I've seen
I've nothing to hide
And you've nothing to hide
I'd trust you at the wheel,
Even if we're going down
Our love is made of steel
Last us til the underground
Steady and surreal,
In a world of lost and found
Took out the trash
Paid my bills all in cash
Nothing to hide
And it's summer outside
I'd trust you at the wheel,
Even if we're going down
Our love is made of steel
Last us til the underground
Steady and surreal,
In a world of lost and found
Trust you at the wheel,
Know you'll keep us safe and sound
I'd trust you at the wheel,
Even if we're going down
Our love is made of steel
Last us til the underground
Steady and surreal,
In a world of lost and found
Steady and surreal, in a world of lost and found
We don't need a key
We were already free
Cruising along

Jesus I'm a broken man
A broken man
A broken man
Jesus I'm a broken man
Can you make me whole again?
Can you make me whole again?
Jesus I'm a broken toy
A broken toy
A broken toy
A broken toy
Jesus I'm a broken toy
Can you make me whole again?
Can you make me
Can you make me whole again?
Make me
Can you make me whole again?
Make me
Can you make me whole again?
Jesus people play with me
They toy with me
Yeah, they mess with me
Jesus make me whole again
Can you undo what's undone?
Can you make my
Can you make my soul again?
Can you make my

Where is the one
Who will mourn me when I'm gone
Who will pour water on my bed of dirt
Who will breathe fire on my neck at night
I heard someone say
There's a chance that I would meet her
I could be perse-
phone and she demeter
To pull me from the underground that I call home
Her name is no one no one...
She blinds me with her eyes 'cause she's
The one, the one
She lives somewhere not here...
My lovers are as smooth
As a politician's tongue
The more I look for goodness,
The more that I find none
I heard someone say,
That she's honest and good...
Her name is no one no one no one...
I measure out my days
With sips of a corona
I'm pretty sure she drives
An old fucked up corolla
To pull me from the underground
That I call home
I've a funny feeling
There's no chance that I will meet her
so I'll measure out my nights
To my metronome's meter

Church:(You know what you could bitch about anything couldn't who.
We're about to get a tank and your'e worried about chicks. What chicks are we going to pick up man! And secondly how are you going to pick up chicks in a car that looks like that?)
Simmons:(You ever wonder why we're here?)
Grif:(It's one of lifes greatest mysteries isn't it? I don't know man but it keeps me up at night.)
Roses are red
And violets are blue.
One day we'll cruise down
Blood Gulch avenue
It's red versus red
and blue versus blue
It's I against I
and me against you
Sarge:(I like it, got a ring to it)
Violets are blue, roses are red
living like this we were already dead
Church:(What is that music!!!...Im going for the jeep, cover me)
Hop in my car
it don't have any doors
Simmons:(Shotgun!)
Grif:(Shotgun!...Fuck)
It's built like a cat
It lands on fours
Grif:(I think it looks more like a puma)
My car's like a puma
it drives on all (simmons) ONE, TWO, READY, THREE
Simmons:(SON OF A BITCH)
Grif:(SON OF A BITCH!!!!!)
Church:(SON OF A BITCH)
(THis Doesn't seem physically possible!!!)
Tucker:(Holy fuck, you team killing fucktard)
Simmons:(You back-stabbing cock-bite)
(Is this guy a retard?)
(That Doesn't seem physically possible)
Red versus red
Blue versus blue

Have you heard the story of
A girl named Beth, now known as Tex
Her lief's tale is a bloody trail
Her name fits like a glove
Her daddy sighed as she slammded The door
She'd daid to him, i'm Beth no more
My life's a dream is to kill for green
But first i'll join the Corps
Her daddy said, you're just a girl
What makes you think that you won't sink
My name is Tex i'n like a hex
My playgroung is the world
Basic turned her gun to gold
Soon had it made, she hit by trade
Amassing kills she proved her skills
Make your blood run cold
I once saw texas at a bar
Iippin rye, with some apple pie
With a distant stare, like she didn't care
She said what's with the guitar
I must admit my lips went numb
Some butter bar said, his face all red
She's too good you're driftin' wood
Said boy you'd better run
Texas said sir keep your peace
My heart is free, and so is he
I'll give it to, any man who's true
The safeties were released
He drew before he replied
But Tex was hot, and he was not
He lay dead, while Texas bled
Crimson on her side
Yello of rose of Texas clad in black
Lonely star tattooed upon her back
Double Tex, she'll hit you like a truck
Double Tex and she'll mess you up
Texas said
This could be my last i guess
i gotta go, and know you know
I want a song to live for long
It's a fair request
Texas made it out i heard
But her one need, i did heed
I think of Beth, while mocking death