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Avenida Revolucion


Hey you!

Rio Grande crawling with desperation
Hard drugs linin' the gunny sack
The air is thick with desperation
A new life waits for the wetback

Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Now this is where Juan left his family
You can still smell the blood in his tracks
Yeah, and this is where we found the baby, oh
From here, there ain't no turnin' back

Crossing the borderline
Into the fire
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Import, transport, exportation
Rights of nations, exploited salvation
Damnation under one God's fixation
Without deportations, predjudice with limitations

Yeah, Avenida Revolution
Nogales, Tiajuana, Mexicali, Juarez
We got flowers, crosses and no solution, oh
[ Chickenfoot Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Stay close and do what Mommy says, what Mommy says, Mommy says

Well, crossing the borderline
Into the fire
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Crossing the borderline, yeah
Yeah
Into the fire
Hey, hey, hey you

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Crossing the borderline
Hey you
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Hey you
Hey, hey, hey you

Bullets, tear gas, barbed wire fences
Thirsty dogs, sun, sandy trenches
Nightcrawling human insects breeding
Feet, arms, hands, backs still bleeding


Soap On A Rope


I got money, I got fame, fast cars and everything … yah oh!
I want to dance, I got to sing, rock/soul/blues, sing anything! Do ya? Hey hey
But I got a woman, she’s fine too, let me do anything I that wanna do! Oh!
Got it all, still want more, come on baby, show me what I am looking for! Yeah … yeah

Don’t forget to bring your rocking shoes
You grab a tooth brush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoa! Uh! Yeah! Yeah!

Get your soap up and get your buzz on. Woah

[Guitar Solo]

On a bus, on a plane, in a car, subterranean freight train. Ah!
I’m in a room, I got funk talking, hot damn!, free punk! Yeah!
[ Chickenfoot Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
The movie's on and I, I got sound, and lord have mercy, my baby is about to get down!
Got me down on one knee, lord have mercy, my baby is about to kill me!

Oh don’t forget to bring your rocking shoes
You grab a tooth brush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoa! Yeah!!

Get it, get it, get it, yeah yeah yeah!!!

Woaah!
Get your buzz on right here! Get your buzz on right here!
Get your buzz on right here! Yeah come on baby!
Give it! Give! Watch it!


Sexy Little Thing


Well, she got back and up front
She's everything any country boy need, wooh
Inside is outside
Now what you see is what she got up her sleeve, yeah

I'm talkin' tan leather and wild honey
Heaven fields on a sunny day
All five senses, wooh, they're poppin' atcha
Now my little friend is comin' out to play

I just love, love, love that sexy little thing
I love, love, love, wooh, that sexy little thing
Yeah

I wanna roll all up in it
Get my sticky fingers all squeaky clean, wooh
It's stretched out and how it fit
I got my buttons poppin' off my chest

I just love, love, love, wooh that sexy little thing, wooh
I love, love, love, that sexy little thing
Sexy little thing

She can drive while I get wasted
A stoner's dream on a Friday night, yeah
Wooh, jump on it

Jump on it
Uh huh
Come on, baby
Oh yeah, c'mon
Well, well, well, well, well

Love, love, love that sexy little thing
I love, love, love, wooh, that sexy little thing
Love, love, love, wooh, uh huh
Love, love, love, I love that sexy little thing
Sexy little thing, yeah

Come on, come on
Jump on it
She got it, she got it

Uh huh, (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Roll all up in it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wooh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) wooh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Love, love, love


Oh Yeah


Wow wow, oh
If I were healer, I'd use my hands
I'd would put a spell on you if I were magic man
If I was Jesus, Buddha or a Kain
If I were a blues man or all I can sing about
How I want to be your hootchie cotche man
You got me outa your pain

"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha want
"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha need
"oh yeah" nothing I wouldn't do for you

Oh yeah

When I was a young man I slept around
When I turned 30 time to settle down
To be your doctor, preacher, teacher that's the truth

Hey

I'm praying on me knee's
My soul is what I want to prove
Hey I just want to be your Hootchie cotchie man
To get you in and out of my head

"oh yeah" so come on baby tell me whatcha want
"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha need
"oh yeah" ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you
Oh yeah

Ow baby
Ow baby
Wow
Yey

Come on
Oh baby
Ow yeah
Well, well, well

If I were water I'd make you real
I'd want to touch you all night long on my spinning wheel

"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha want
"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha need
"oh yeah" tell me what I can do for you

I said
"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha want
"oh yeah" come on baby tell me whatcha need
"oh yeah" I'd do anything for you wow
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Hey ow yeah


Runnin' Out


Oh well, a standing question
One more time again, yeah
Looking for a mass solution
Counting on another man, well

Well, duck down, I'm taking cover
Everything's been getting rougher
Stand up or be degraded
Some things are simply overrated

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of time
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of gas
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of love, baby
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out, yeah

Give me something to believe in
Outside your consensus poll
And make sure our children hear voices
Someday they have control

(Runnin' out) Now we're runnnin' out of money
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of dreams
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of sex, baby
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

(Runnin' out) We're runnnin' out of future
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of plans
(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of soldiers
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

Oh yeah, I'm runnin' on empty
I'm running out fast
And I just gotta, gotta, gotta have it
Oh yeah

Long after the mud has settled
You left us with a dirty man, hey
Trying to wash hisself clean
Trying to get blood off his hands

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of cures
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of room, baby
(Runnin' out) I'm runninng out of content
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of saints
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of heroes
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of drugs
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out, oh yeah

You know that we need it, yeah


Get It Up


Down deep the circle
Round and round down below
Down by condition
Running in circles

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

Willing your own temple
Earth, wood and stone
Wrap your feet in balance
Walking east back home

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

We can change the world
We gotta change the way we think about it

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na

Get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Get it up

Oh, arriba, 'riba (get it up)
Now get it up
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Arriba, 'riba, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, (oh) na
Na, na, na, na, na (Arriba, 'riba)
Na, na, na, na

Arriba, 'riba
Now get it up
Arriba (ah, haha)
Wooh


Down The Drain


Is that that new thing, Joe?
It better be, huh?
Talk to me, chief
It that it, Joe?
Well, that's cool though, haha
Alright

Sometime you gotta roll with it up
Some things are better left in a closet
Some things, just lay it on the table
Sometime gotta stop, gotta pause it

Yeah, yeah

Well, you can wake me up for breakfast
Force feed me with a silver spoon
Even do me when I'm dirty
We'll let it roll till way past noon, wooh

Oh yeah, come on

Yeah, but all that's changed
'Cause it's all down the drain, yeah

Oh, along came a wind like a-lightning
Strong enough to feel the heat
Felt like the night will wonder
With the wings flyin' under my feet

But all that's changed
My whole world's been changin'
And it's a low down, dirty shame
'Cause it's all down the drain

Oh, I need love first thing in the morning
I need love, baby, first thing in the evening
I need love, ow, first thing in the morning
I need love, love, love, yeah

Ho, oh, get it

All that's changed, wooh
My whole world's been changin'
It's a low down, dirty shame
'Cause it's all down the drain

Down the drain
Down the drain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wooh

Oh, baby I need love first thing in the morning
I need love last thing in the evening
But it's all down the drain
Yeah


My Kinda Girl


Well, the sun's up, it's 6:30
Fell asleep with the TV on again
Take five, check out the weather
It's monday morning for the single mom

And a, works hard till 5:30
And once a week she gettin' down and dirty
Backstage without a pass
"This Bud's For You" is tattooed on her ass

But she's nobody's fool, yeah
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, she just a-bit roughed out, tough but classy
All dressed up, she looks so s-s-s-sassy
Hey bartender, come down here
Watch her blow the head off a tall, blonde beer

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl

Yes she's my kind
My kind
My kinda girl

My kinda girl
In a modern world

Outspoken in the bedroom
Ain't afraid to tell you what she needs
And I'm happy, whoo, if she's happy
Lord, I'm always up for them dirty deeds

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl

My kinda girl
She's my kinda girl

Yes, she's my kind
My kind
My kind
Girl, yeah


Learning To Fall


Lost in a sea of memories
Learning to fly again
Morning comes early oh oh oh
Trying to trust these wings

Cuz when I fall
I fall deep
When I crawl
I'll come running to you baby
Running to you baby

Now I've gotta sort out these dreams
Feels like watching your life on a big screen
And morning comes early again yeah
Only to find us two as one

When I fall
I fall deep
When I crawl
I'll come running to you
Running to you baby

When I fall
I fall down deep
When I crawl
I'll come running to you
Running to you baby
Cuz I'm falling in circles oh yeah
I'm falling down on my knees

Once as a child in my mothers eyes
Oh Lord I swear it felt this way yeah

When I fall
I fall deep oh yeah
When I crawl
I'll come running to you
Running to you baby

When I fall
Lord I fall I fall I fall down deep
When I crawl
I'll come running to you
Running to you baby baby baby

Lord I fall I fall down deep
When I crawl
I'll come running
I'll come running
I'll come running
Back to you baby baby baby


Turnin' left


You've got vision
Don't wait for somebody
One thought in your mind
Don't wait for somebody

Straight line, yeah wooh,
Light speed, you're racin' away

Now you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep in turning left, turning left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Oh yeah, huh
Wooh

Wheel's keep on truning, onh yeah
Fuel keeps on burning, oh

Flat foot

Full speed, straight line
Can you tell me where you're
Two landes, one way
Faster

Now you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep in turning left, turning left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Oh yeah, huh


Future Is The Past


I said, oh, watching
Never heard it all
One by one, though I'd find
Melitng down
Soon I hit the ground
Up so fast
The future in the past

Oh, oh
The future's in the past, wooh
Oh yeah, hey
Uh

Well, I was think in it's the real thing
Broken like a mustang
We got everybody talkin
Yeah, they talkin
Well I got mine
Woo
Hey

I got a funky, funky feeling
Somewhere in the past
Still everyday believing
Oh, I'm believin
Saving the best the best for last
Huh
Yeah
Oh
Saving the best for last
Wooh
Saving the best for last

Ya- ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya- ya-ya-ya-ya

Hey, hey, hey

Yeah, come on
Come on
Future's in the past
I'm gonna listen
Life ain't 'bout no hurry
I'm gonna save
Come on, comeon
The future's in the past

Listen to my friend
Let sciend
Song that never ends, come on
Yeah, come one
The future in the past

We don't have to worry 'bout
We each make
Are melted by the sun, o
Come on
Come on

Future's in the past
Climb on the mount
Listen to the ma
Beside you and me

Come on
Come on
Future's in the past
Future is so pastuyeah
Come on

Future is the past, come on
Come on
Come on
Future is in the past come on

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