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Roy Estrada (dialog). Don Preston (dialog). Ian Underwood (dialog). Bunk Gardner (dialog). Motorhead Sherwood (dialog). Jimmy Carl Black (dialog). Arthur Tripp (dialog) See my head, (no, no
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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certain. You're cozy in your little room. The carpet's all paid for, God bless the TV. Let's go shoot a hole in the moon Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight. Returning to our silver screens. Comic
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Roy Rogers - Kacey Musgraves. Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems. There's nothing there at all. You just seem older than yesterday. And you're waiting for tomorrow to call. So, you draw to the
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We see you laugh. We see you dance. We take that away. Every day We see you cry. We turn your head. Then we slap your face We see you try. We see you fail. Some things never change We hear you
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I'm obnoxious and no one's home. In my head, in my head. Cardboard boxes filled with hate. In my head, they're in my head Nest of termites, glowin' red. In my head, they're in my head Look behind
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There's a party in my head. Won't let me go to bed. Have to stay up instead. Go to the party in my head We're divorced before we're wed. I'm reborn before I'm dead. Straight from the mouth of Mr
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hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me. Hang down your head tomorrow, hang down your head Marie Hush, my love, the rain now, hush, my love was so true. Hush, my love, a train now
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brother. Got him a can of sniffin' sauce. Pinned his mind up on a cross Lacquer head knows but one desire. Lacquer head sets his skull on fire. Lacquer head knows no in betweens. Huffin' on bags of
