3 Junk letra

What a piece of junk
When he speaks his mind
What a pile of junk
And it's moving baby analog



Pacific wind with her last breath
Is asking for a rest
But she's all go



All the houses lean together
They're blinkered from the morning sun
Earth movers at the edge of town
They're looking down
Moving earth around

The Three Johns - Letras

• 3 Junk
• Atom Drum Bop
• Beat It on a Rock
• Black Heart
• Book of the Dead
• Bullshitiaco
• Coals To Newcastle
• Death of European
• Demon Drink
• Desire for Chaos
• Do not cross the line
• Downhearted Blues
• Dr. freedom
• Eat Your Sons
• Fast Fish
• Firepits
• Go Ahead Bikini
• Humbug
• In the Hell and High
• Jason's dream
• Johny the perfect Son
• Key Largo
• King Car
• Missing
• Never And Always
• No Place
• Nonsense Spews From My Song Machine
• Skeleton man
• SMASHTIME
• Sold down the river
• Sometime
• Spin Me Round
• Sun Of Mund
• Teenage Nightingales To Wax
• The Devil's Music
• The King is Dead (Four Words Too Long
• The Ship That Died Of Shame
• Thunder and Rum
• Toleration
• Torche Of Liberty
• World By Storm