When we go
I'm falling down to the river
I'm gonna climb another mountain
I'm going down to the mountain
I'm coming up from below
I'm gonna climb as high as I can
I ain't got no other place to go
Down to the river
I'm going down to the river
I'm going to spread myself around
I'm going down to the river
Spread myself around
How much time
How much time
How much time
all i want is some good clean fun all i want is some good clean fun you can freak out, you can shoot up you can fall down, you can self-destruct just leave me alone work hard, play hard, work up a sweat stay out of trouble, if you're able don't spoil my day so don't misunderstand what i say it's hard to say not and not o.k. just take the drugs out of sex and drugs and rock and roll all i want is some good clean fun all i want is some good clean fun you can freebase, fall on your face, waste what you got don't corrupt my life just leave me alone drown it in alcohol, i don't care at all i like list and sexual thrust i like good clean fun
By a show of hands
Who hates my band
When we showed up
We were what was hot
We never cooled off
We're going places you're not
No no no no
No reason to explain
You talk shit to mask
Your face full of shame
It's so easy to lose
But we decide what is hot
We never cooled off
We're going places you're not
Just tell me how much it hurt
When you fell off this shit
And looked up to the peak
And we're reaching for it
Damn right I'm cocky
Fuck yeah I have no shame
Weve been fighting to get up
Weve been fighting to make our name
They all come they all disappear
And it's time that you realized
We are still fucking here
No need to apologize
We don't need respect
We know what weve done
So why don't you save face
A Gal In Calico
Johnny Mercer
Music and Lyrics by Arthur Schwartz and Leo Robin
Met a gal in calico, down in Santa Fe;
Used to be her Sunday beau til I rode away.
Do I want her, do I want her love?
Yes siree!
Will I win her, Will I win her love?
Wait and see!
Workin with a rodeo, go from town to town.
See most evry kind a gal, evry kind a gown.
But who made my heart sing
Yippee Yi! Yippee Yo!
My little gal in calico.
Take my gal in calico, down in Santa Fe;
Guess I'd better let her know that I feel this way.
Is she waitin, is she waitin?
She better be.
Am I hopin to be ropin her?
Yes siree!
Gonna quit the rodeo, gonna settle down,
Buy a bolt of calico for a weddin gown.
Then will I fence her in
Yippee Yi! Yippee Yo!
My little gal in calico.