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Indianapolis `The Bottle Rockets`

"Got a tow from a guy named Joe Cost sixty dollars hope I don't run out of dough Told me bout a sex offense 'put him three days in jail Stuck in Indianapolis, hope I live to tell the tale [Chorus] Can't

Indianapolis `Howard Carpendale`

Indianapolis weit von Los Angeles dort muß ich hin Indianapolis weit von Los Angeles das ist mein Ziel. Heut beginnt für mich das große Rennen und den ersten Preis muß ich gewinnen.

Rockets `Ella Henderson`

Oh nobody knows but you How to make me come alive And no my heart explodes Kaboom like rockets in the sky I'm some kind of mind reader Cause you know all the things you say You bright up my darkest

Rockets `Bitch Alert`

I fly to the star and pick you up with me I fly to star and pick you up I want many rockets many rockets I want To blow up your mind to blow your mind Soleil - and they all want you down Soleil -

Rockets `Simple Minds`

You're sending me rockets, Fools circle again, More than I realized. You're sending me rockets. Full circle again. Still sending me rockets.

The Bar's on Fire `The Bottle Rockets`

Last Thursday night in Pittsburgh PA We played a small bar called the Next Decade During our show a riot broke out And from the back of the bar, I heard someone shout Oh my god the bar's on fire Someone

White Boy Blues `The Bottle Rockets`

He's got the best tweed Bassman you ever saw He's a down home, lowdown attorney-at-law He knows his licks so don't you laugh His beat-to-shit Strat cost ten grand and a half Have you heard the news, he

Stuck In A Rut `The Bottle Rockets`

Same old ceiling staring down from above Got the same old girls Not giving me the same old love Same old clock tells the same old time Once again I'm losing My same old mind Stuck in a rut But feeling

Get Down River `The Bottle Rockets`

"[G]river town, it's pretty little, it's [D]high on the side and it [C]sinks in the [G]middle.

Sunday Sports `The Bottle Rockets`

Another long week is finally gone Tunes it out, turns the TV on Championship fishings on Channel 3 The crappie that are bitting you gotta see Watching Sunday sports in his boxer shorts No wife, no kids

Welfare Music `The Bottle Rockets`

and Loretta Lynn Tries to have fun on a Saturday night Sunday morning don't shine too bright It's welfare music Watch the baby dance To the welfare music Well she ever stand a chance?

Headed for the Ditch `The Bottle Rockets`

They want us to eat shit and say thanks They want to hand you paper, you can take that to the bank Well I scratched their back but I still got my itch Singin' Sammy can't drive 55 but I' headed for the

Queen Of The World `The Bottle Rockets`

She was singing Hank Williams When I walked through the door Put a nail through my heart Wouldn't a hurt me no more She must been hurt bad To sing it that way Made we wanna hold her Tell her everything'd

Brand New Year `The Bottle Rockets`

Brand new year, same ol' trouble Stroke of midnight didn't change a thing She'll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble And writes these sad songs I sing You know I hate New Year's Eve If it don't

Slo Toms `The Bottle Rockets`

Cause you never know how it's gonna go might stay till the band gets through That crappy little place at the end of the block baby let's me and you go down to Slo-Tom's let's go down to Slo-Tom's It

Rich Man `The Bottle Rockets`

Worked two jobs everyday Never had no fun You really did rack up the pay but now your days are done Saving for the times ahead never got that far Oh a heart attack has left you dead Now you can’t save

Love Like a Truck `The Bottle Rockets`

I got love like a truck, a big ol' truck Long and strong and shinin' I got love like a truck, a big ol' truck You got my gears a-whinin' I got love like a truck Love like a truck You got the keys to ten

Pot Of Gold `The Bottle Rockets`

Come over here and let me hold you dear Let me kiss you all over your face It's been so long since we've been this near This is such a lovely place Down at the end of the rainbow, My pretty little pot

I Wanna Come Home `The Bottle Rockets`

Everything that I do now Since I walked out on you now Just leaves me blue now I wanna come home Hey what am I doing Out on the road to ruin I wish it was through then I wanna come home There ain't no

Kit Kat Clock `The Bottle Rockets`

Kit Kat clock hanging in the kitchen Keeps wagging his tail as the time goes by Don't seem to worry about what he's missing I wonder why do I, I wonder why do I Kit Kat clock don't seem to mind That he's

Alone in Bad Company `The Bottle Rockets`

Stuffed inside of this phone booth baby with everything that I own Go on put all the blame on me just don't hang up the phone.

Turn For The Worse `The Bottle Rockets`

turn arounds Makes me realize how good stability sounds Every evening we’re getting closer Going faster than a roller coaster Loop da loop upside down in reverse Just so we can make another turn for the

What More Can I Do `The Bottle Rockets`

Least I'm coming home to you Well I've been beating on you Honey tonight for sure But you don't understand how I feel How I walk through the door It ain't me doing it It's the booze Honey, what more can

One Of You `The Bottle Rockets`

Honey hold me up, take my hand If I fall down dust me off again Think I forgot who I am So here's my keys to the van Although I'm seeing two I'm counting on you I'm counting on one of you Honey hold me

Idiot's Revenge `The Bottle Rockets`

she loathes Well, she's so political So sophisticated She will swear in court That everything's just overrated Well, her parents are really cool You know they love that Motown beat Well my baby with the

Take Me To The Bank `The Bottle Rockets`

Choose me up, no protection Understand, yeah, free your mind Can't get you out, get you out of my mind Keep it going, never gonna stop Dream is fine, dream is hot Heaven is the place we are gonna

Radar Gun `The Bottle Rockets`

30 miles an hour is the law of our land Please produce your license, find your registration And what is the name of your insurance man? Radar gun, radar gun I?m makin? money and I?m havin?

Gravity Fails `The Bottle Rockets`

Spaceman Out of control again Stumbling over words again And finished before I even begin Well gravity fails and I'm falling down Glued to the ceiling, spinning around Well that's when I'm counting on

Waitin' On A Train `The Bottle Rockets`

Waiting on a train, waiting on a train The engine's dirty and the cars are plain Like me he's moving slow but he's got two things on me you know Diesel power and he feels no pain I'm sitting at this crossing

Another Brand New Year `The Bottle Rockets`

Brand new year, same ol' trouble Stroke of midnight didn't change a thing She'll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble And writes these sad songs I sing You know I hate New Year's Eve Another