Martial Art Not A Sport Lyrics & Chords By Jt & The Clouds

Eight years old with a floursack cape Tied all around his neck He climbed up on the garage Figurin' what the heck He screwed his courage up so tight The whole thing came...read more

Well, lucky number seven passed me by Lucky number seven called my name and passed on by Well he came back don't you know With his brother six in tow And that is how number...read more

Well, I was born in the desert, Came up from New Orleans. Came up on a tornado, Sunlight in the sky. Sure enough, baby, sunlight in the sky. Hey, hey, young girl, where you...read more

you can't talk to me like that boss I don't care who you are if you don't want to have to hang your own dry wall don't push me too far boomtown work ain't hard to come by ...read more

Out where the bright lights are glowing You're drawn like a moth to a flame You laugh while the wine's over flowing While I sit and whisper your name Four walls to hear me Four...read more