Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1-2-8, artist - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
1-2-8 |
| They played something |
| They made something |
| Brand new a baby blue machine |
| Brass tacks, duct tape |
| For the great escape |
| Packed in there like sardines |
| Back and forth |
| East, south, west, north |
| Shred the atlas burn the map |
| Often lost and paths criss-crossed |
| Wake me up I need a nap |
| They did something |
| Which meant something |
| And that got them some attention |
| Eyes wide |
| A roller coaster ride |
| Great pride in this invention |
| I think they’re selling Snake oil |
| At the dog and pony show |
| In the garden gee |
| Would you pardon me And by the way how does it grow |
| The explanation’s unexplainable |
| Holding onto something |
| Once dreamt unattainable |
| The course was never charted |
| So don’t look into the books |
| The secret’s not the recipe |
| It’s got to be the cooks |
| They made something |
| They played something |
| Blood, sweat, and elbow grease |
| If you can’t stand the heat in the kitchen |
| Get out it will increase |
| Last train to where? |
| Hey get out of here |
| Nothing’s measured and nothing’s weighed |
| A dash of honesty in the recipe |
| That’s the first mistake you’ve made |
| 1, 2 what’s in the stew |
| 3, 4 no one’s really sure |
| 5, 6 what’s in the mix |
| 7, 8 this stuff tastes |