Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rosco, artist - All. Album song Breaking Things, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 23.01.2006
Record label: Cruz
Song language: English
Rosco |
| Where are we all going? |
| We’re just blowing time |
| We’re just blowing time |
| I’ve got this fantasy |
| It’s a fourth gear ecstasy |
| In held up situations like these |
| I’d really like to be the king of all of me |
| Twenty-three, going on |
| Zero to one-fifty |
| Ten foot golden mags |
| High-octane rocket fuel |
| I let my lady drive |
| So I can steer the tunes |
| In just a couple seconds |
| We’ll be breathin' G’s |
| Nugent’s cranked to ten |
| Come on and breathe the breeze |
| Cut off that white Miata |
| Roll over that Toyota Corolla |
| This is the righteous release |
| Now we’re really gaining speed |
| There’s been a chain reaction |
| All the other cooped up slaves are following me |
| Destroy that a.m., p.m. |
| Get all the cops where we can see 'em |
| It’s time for it all to come down |
| In just a couple seconds |
| We’ll be breathin' G’s |
| Nugent’s cranked to ten |
| Come on and breathe the breeze |
| Join us for fresh air |
| Where are we all going? |