Lirik Lagu Cows With Guns - Dana Lyons
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Fat and docile, big and dumbThey look so stupid, they aren't much funCows aren't fun
They eat to grow, grow to dieDie to be et at the hamburger fryCows well done
Nobody thunk it, nobody knewNo one imagined the great cow guruCows are one
He hid in the forest, read books with great zealHe loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary vealCow Tse Tongue
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirredHe felt like an outcast, alone in the herdCow doldrums
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll dieCows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crateLoaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fateCows are bummed
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozyNo one suspected he was packing an UziCows with guns
They came with a needle to stick in his thighHe kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eyeCow well hung
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the doorSix gallons of gas flowed out on the floorRun cows run!
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hayWe are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedomAnd hold our large heads highWe will run free with the Buffalo, or dieCows with guns
They crashed the gate in a great stampedeTipped over a milk truck, torched all the feedCows have fun
Sixty police cars were piled in a heapCovered in cow pies, covered up deepMuch cow dung
Black smoke rising, darkening the dayTwelve burning McDonalds, have it your way
We will fight for bovine freedomAnd hold our large heads highWe will run free with the Buffalo, or dieCows with guns
The President said "enough is enoughThese uppity cattle, its time to get tough"Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with reliefT
They eat to grow, grow to dieDie to be et at the hamburger fryCows well done
Nobody thunk it, nobody knewNo one imagined the great cow guruCows are one
He hid in the forest, read books with great zealHe loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary vealCow Tse Tongue
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirredHe felt like an outcast, alone in the herdCow doldrums
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll dieCows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crateLoaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fateCows are bummed
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozyNo one suspected he was packing an UziCows with guns
They came with a needle to stick in his thighHe kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eyeCow well hung
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the doorSix gallons of gas flowed out on the floorRun cows run!
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hayWe are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedomAnd hold our large heads highWe will run free with the Buffalo, or dieCows with guns
They crashed the gate in a great stampedeTipped over a milk truck, torched all the feedCows have fun
Sixty police cars were piled in a heapCovered in cow pies, covered up deepMuch cow dung
Black smoke rising, darkening the dayTwelve burning McDonalds, have it your way
We will fight for bovine freedomAnd hold our large heads highWe will run free with the Buffalo, or dieCows with guns
The President said "enough is enoughThese uppity cattle, its time to get tough"Cow dung flung
The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with reliefT
