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Back Porch (Live) Lyrics - Artist : Presidents Of The United States Of America, The
Drum solo, drum solo!
Mr Phil Rott, thank you! Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Phil Rott Alright here's a song that we actually know And we actually made it up So, I hope you actually enjoy it And it goes actually like this Happy with no teeth, I'm happy here in hibernation Slurpin' on a peach, I'm starin' at the situation Kitty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation Rockin' back 'n' forth, 'cause that's my only destination Old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that old man is me Old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that— Sing "Yeah!" Got a two-string on my lap, it's total subsonic vacation Got chicken on the drums, he's poundin' out a perfect prescription Twenty little worms, all plug into amplification Fifteen hundred bass drum luggin' bug-eyed monkeys All arriving at the station I'm an old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that old man is me Old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that— Alright I'm old. I'm an old man. I took all my money and I bought myself a little shacky-condominium outside of Sydney, Australia. 'Cause I decided to retire here in Australia because it's so gosh-damn beautiful. I love it so tenderly. So much it's just home. Oh so out for underneath the trees come a bunch of little chickies and the buckets and the monkeys with the one-string, no-string string, two-string guitars: "Hey, Chris, wanna jam?" Sure, why not! Old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that old man is me, me Old man on the back porch, Old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, And that— So hot So [?] So kitschy |
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