http://playmusette.com/quizzes/200Your Butt Is Mine
Gonna Tell You Right
It's a rockin' little record
I want my jockey to play
'Cause nothing seems to fit
And things won't go your way
So, please don't take my ship from me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah ...
Start fibbin' in your mind (oooooh)
And see what you can find (oooooh)
In the sunken bones of a broken ship
On the shadow line where whispers creep
Hey, we should share them, eh, we got enough
..Are you kidding? I don't eat that stuff!
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
With the courage in their blood and a fire in their stare
and it was a gray morning and they all wondered how they would fare
It's time to get liquored up
'Cause that's why you're here