Darmowe least Disarm
(Jimmy McCracklin)
Well I know you heard of Suzie Q.
I know you heard of the chicken too
I know you heard of the Cha-Cha too
But the Walk is dance that you can do
Do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody walk
Let me see you do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody do the walk
Well I know you heard of the Texas Hop
I know heard of the old Foxtrot
But when you do the Walk, you're do it in style
You just shake your hips and close your eyes
Do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody walk
Let me see you do the Walk
All you got to do i
Well I know you heard of Suzie Q.
I know you heard of the chicken too
I know you heard of the Cha-Cha too
But the Walk is dance that you can do
Do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody walk
Let me see you do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody do the walk
Well I know you heard of the Texas Hop
I know heard of the old Foxtrot
But when you do the Walk, you're do it in style
You just shake your hips and close your eyes
Do the Walk
Come on and walk
Everybody walk
Let me see you do the Walk
All you got to do i
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit.
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows.
Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ratted on,
O Lord, Why have you forsaken me?
I got no place to go,
I've walked around Soho for the last night or so.
Ah, but it doesn't matter, no.
Blessed is the land and the kingdom.
Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to.
Blessed are the meth drinkers, Pot sellers, Illusion dwellers.
O Lord, Why have you forsaken me?
My words trickle down, like a wound
That I have no intention to heal.
Blessed are the stained glass, window
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows.
Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ratted on,
O Lord, Why have you forsaken me?
I got no place to go,
I've walked around Soho for the last night or so.
Ah, but it doesn't matter, no.
Blessed is the land and the kingdom.
Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to.
Blessed are the meth drinkers, Pot sellers, Illusion dwellers.
O Lord, Why have you forsaken me?
My words trickle down, like a wound
That I have no intention to heal.
Blessed are the stained glass, window