JohnnyDos

You may be an ambassador to England or France You may like to gamble, you might like to dance You may be the heavyweight champion of the world You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes Indeed you're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage You may be a business man or some high-degree thief They may call you doctor or they may call you chief But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes you are You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk You may be the head of some big TV network You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame You may be living in another country under another name But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes you are You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody You may be a construction worker working on a home You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome You might own guns and you might even own tanks You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes Indeed you're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray You may call me anything but no matter what you say Still, you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes You're gonna have to serve somebody Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody

What's with all the crossed legs guys.Hiding your manginas maybe?

I'm waiting for Olives videos and pics Black Rose.

Outside my window is a tree. Outside my window is a tree. There only for me. And it stands in the grey of the city, No time for pity, for the tree or me. There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me. Is there a reason for today? Is there a reason for today? Do you remember? I can hear all the cries of the city, No time for pity for a growing tree. There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me. Outside my window is a tree. Outside my window is a tree. There only for me. And it stands in the grey of the city, No time for pity, for the tree or me. There is a world of pain In the falling rain Around me. I heard this on acid and I turned into a tree.

Strange brew kill what's inside of you She's a witch of trouble in electric blue In her own mad mind she's in love with you With you Now what you gonna do? Strange brew kill what's inside of you She's some kind of demon messing in the glue If you don't watch out it'll stick to you To you What kind of fool are you? Strange brew kill what's inside of you On a boat in the middle of a raging sea She would make a scene for it all to be Ignored And wouldn't you be bored? Strange brew kill what's inside of you Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew Strange brew kill what's inside of you

God I'm glad I was born when I was because this is the music that I grew up with. I love it still to this day. 68 and still kicking.

I was a teenager in the 60s. So you know what this music means to me.

Daniel Herrera1 year ago Gonna build myself a castle High up in the clouds There'll be skies outside my window Lose these streets and crowds Dance the night away Will find myself an ocean Sail into the blue Live with golden swordfish Forget the time of you Dance the night away Dance myself to nothing Vanish from this place Gonna turn myself to shadow So I can see your face Dance the night away

I'm a Shimano man Keg,bait casters and open face reels.