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The Mad Conductor
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Legendary Jams
Obey no red octagon Just rock on like Dr. John Those who hope to stop the song Get knocked down and stomped upon Obey no red octagon Just rock on like Dr. John Those who hope to stop the song Get stomped upon by the Legendary Jams
It's Friday night, it's hot and it's humid MC's about to take the stage and get stupid A lousy dive bar in a lousy part of town Where shows are known to often get shut down Capacity's 50, The crowd's 160 195 if you count the crew with me Tension's in the air, not the type to start a fight The type to excite and cause the crowd to get hype We hit the first note and saw the blues lights flashin' The sarge walked in his typical fashion 'y'all can't jam 'cause ya broke the fire code' So mad, I said hold me down before I explode When someone yelled out they knew another venue Where a show was going down across town we could head to We loaded up the trailer, people were the cargo Plus behind the bus was like 36 carloads An ill convoy rolled up to the spot The headliner caught the flu so there was an open slot I talked the manager into letting us do a set Told him it was something he would not regret Only problem was he said our fans had to pay the cover charge But everyone was broke from chugging at the other bar When one dude spoke up, said, 'All week long I've been working in the hot sun, cutting lawns' He produced an envelope with the needed funds Went ahead and paid the cover for everyone The mob cheered and bum rushed the door We jumped on stage, fans filled the floor The band started jammin', the place went whacko 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Bouncin' up and down, almost knocked down the shack, yo
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Summertime fun, rock n' roll I got the call about a rooftop show me and the band drove over the building Where we were very pleased to see a whole gang chillin' Carried mad gear up 10 flights of stairs To the roof, which obviously needed repairs We set down our amps, then we felt it shakin The rafters gave way and a big hole caved in Along with the gear, me and my crew fell through Crashed down into some lady's bedroom She sprang from the shower and reached for a towel Covered herself and screamed, 'get out now!' I said we best get to stepping, 'cause johnny laws a comin' So we fled down the steps with guitars and drums then it hit me I knew of a place we could rock Warned everyone it was unorthodox Once again the convoy started making tracks The fleet was dumb long, and our van was packed We had fellas on the roof, girlies on the hood Some sat on Josh's lap, (they made me feel bueno) We reached our destination, my Uncle Mac's farm We brought the generator and the party to the barn The band got to jammin', while I kicked rhymes Everybody danced, ox and lamb kept time Fools were milkin' cows, others churned butter Diving off the hayloft, one after another Sirens squealed and the pigs the bust in But not to make a bust, just to kick it in the pen Out in the sticks, it was a heck of a ho-down What you've come to expect when MC throws down
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