Brothers, never discount a Tuesday You'd better spring for a good hotel You got to keep the talent starry eyed if you wanna keep ringin' those bells It ain't no theory, it's the law, boy And while the dabblers keep douchin' around Old Eisenhower's got his candles lit a couple hours a'fore he rolls into town I roll right into town I roll right into town Hallelujah If you spend too much time chewin' bubblegum you're apt to spoil the old appetite Well I just reach in the hole of my enthusiastic soul and show ‘em why they call me the creep How's about a little camp fire, ladies? What say we sing a few songs? We got music and mirth and we got peace on this earth and I'm certain we all can get along We all can get along, we all can get along, we all can get along Cynthia and Jerry has a message they‘re sayin' All of you squares go home I say goddamn, I'm the luckiest man Come on and all sing along Hallelujah, hallelujahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
