Five Iron Frenzy Şarkıları

These are not my pants (the rock opera) aieee....ı love my pantalones they fit me oh so tight they make me smile with delight do you.....like five ıron frenzy ...

Marty was a punk rocker he went to all the shows patches on swiss army pants and two rings in his nose he had an old nash rambler no insurance, not much gas and...

To all the farsighted the sky's never been so clear hello to the hopeful goodbye to the full of fear glorious luminous chorus: (the rockets are burning, the dr...

Coke bottle glasses, ı'm sitting in the corner with my finger up my nose, and my shoelaces untied again, another day of school with no friends. a social out...

"how's your life? how are things?" "great they're going okay!" something stale and superficial, not to ruin your day. something swell, something gay, wit...

Today all the sources would agree that the day of their death was a cold dark day scuttled ships have blocked the sea and the pallid light of morning melts into...

Flash gordon soundtrack, ı was in second grade. my first real record, yeah, worn down it played and played. young and blind, my double mind. when the wor...

Where did you go? ı was searching, searching, on a one way street. ı was hoping, hoping, for a chance to meet, ı was waiting for the operator on the line. ...

For all the deepest thought compiled,philosophy to laws of physics, no one's ever heard or seen, a more beautiful thing, than this love that saved us. cho...

An idea dies, in the same slight way, that we lose track of the facts. slowly, unseen, slipping silently, through some fabricated cracks. and now the freedom of...

Hetsaw! gibbus! getoomababeew, nama nama nama na me mew ıt's so hot gonna have a heat strokah! wrapped up in the mew, huh! nemie, nemie, nemie, nemie, nemie, ne...

This seems too big for me hulking monstrosity too late to get out now and like the speed of sound this thing has brought me down ı don...

Straight from the ghetto streets of harlem, came two brothers willis and arnold, black goldfish swims in the bowl, he's three feet high, four with the afro. ste...

To the brothers and the sisters, to all of the resistors, to the workers broke and cryin', on the road that leads to zion: the mountain, the mountain, we w...

Here is the tale, it's spoken word-for-word, it may be abominable, but, yes it must be heard. nauseating at first, you can expect the worst, so listen closel...