I Blew Up The Clinic Real Good Lyrics
| Song | I Blew Up The Clinic Real Good |
| Artist | Steve Taylor |
| Album | Now The Truth Can Be Told |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Taylor | |
| I have the road in my blood | |
| I drive a custom van | |
| I play the tunes | |
| I'm the neighborhood ice cream man | |
| so don't you mess this boy around | |
| The other day, when the clinic had its local debut | |
| some chicks were trying to picket | |
| the doctor threatened to sue | |
| Now I don't care if it's a baby or a tissue blob | |
| but if we run out of youngsters | |
| I'll be out of a job, and so I | |
| I did my duty cleaning up the neighborhood | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Try and catch me, coppers | |
| you stinking badges better think again | |
| before you mess this boy around | |
| I've hung in Saigon just to see the special effects | |
| I've hung from gravity boots for my Napoleon complex | |
| It's time to close | |
| ooh...there she blows | |
| history in the making | |
| you picked the fight | |
| I picked dynamite | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Preacher on a corner | |
| calling it a crime | |
| says, "The end don't justify the means anytime" | |
| I stood up on my van | |
| I yelled, "Excuse me, sir. | |
| Ain't nothing wrong with this country | |
| that a few plastic explosives won't cure." |
| zuo qu : Taylor | |
| I have the road in my blood | |
| I drive a custom van | |
| I play the tunes | |
| I' m the neighborhood ice cream man | |
| so don' t you mess this boy around | |
| The other day, when the clinic had its local debut | |
| some chicks were trying to picket | |
| the doctor threatened to sue | |
| Now I don' t care if it' s a baby or a tissue blob | |
| but if we run out of youngsters | |
| I' ll be out of a job, and so I | |
| I did my duty cleaning up the neighborhood | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Try and catch me, coppers | |
| you stinking badges better think again | |
| before you mess this boy around | |
| I' ve hung in Saigon just to see the special effects | |
| I' ve hung from gravity boots for my Napoleon complex | |
| It' s time to close | |
| ooh... there she blows | |
| history in the making | |
| you picked the fight | |
| I picked dynamite | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Preacher on a corner | |
| calling it a crime | |
| says, " The end don' t justify the means anytime" | |
| I stood up on my van | |
| I yelled, " Excuse me, sir. | |
| Ain' t nothing wrong with this country | |
| that a few plastic explosives won' t cure." |
| zuò qǔ : Taylor | |
| I have the road in my blood | |
| I drive a custom van | |
| I play the tunes | |
| I' m the neighborhood ice cream man | |
| so don' t you mess this boy around | |
| The other day, when the clinic had its local debut | |
| some chicks were trying to picket | |
| the doctor threatened to sue | |
| Now I don' t care if it' s a baby or a tissue blob | |
| but if we run out of youngsters | |
| I' ll be out of a job, and so I | |
| I did my duty cleaning up the neighborhood | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Try and catch me, coppers | |
| you stinking badges better think again | |
| before you mess this boy around | |
| I' ve hung in Saigon just to see the special effects | |
| I' ve hung from gravity boots for my Napoleon complex | |
| It' s time to close | |
| ooh... there she blows | |
| history in the making | |
| you picked the fight | |
| I picked dynamite | |
| I blew up the clinic real good | |
| Preacher on a corner | |
| calling it a crime | |
| says, " The end don' t justify the means anytime" | |
| I stood up on my van | |
| I yelled, " Excuse me, sir. | |
| Ain' t nothing wrong with this country | |
| that a few plastic explosives won' t cure." |
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