Orgone Bicycle Lyrics & Chords By Boruk Glasgow

I'd sit in that old barber chair, and old man Jones would buzz my hair. Wish I had a dime for the time he spent givin' daddy his two cents. Spare the rod, spoil the child. ...read more

First time I heard "good heared woman" I was in my dadd's car. He said, "Son, that's what I call music. Listn to them guitars. Turn it up. Go on, turn it up." He said,...read more

Hoosier boys like dirt roads, fishin' holes, and a girl to hold. Sunday mornin' it's prayer day. Monday through Saturday raisin' cane. Everybody works eight to five, ...read more

I was walking on the ground. I didn't make a sound, Then I turned around, And I saw a clown. Had a frown. Stood on a mound. Started barking like a hound. Clowny clown...read more

Fill the shot glass to the brim Twist the cap and pour it in Turn it up and then fill it up again Turn this misery on it's ear Make a memory disappear Maybe then I'll switch...read more