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It's A Gas Video (MV)




Performed By: The Hombres
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: B.B Cunningham




The Hombres - It's A Gas Lyrics




It's a gas (hook)
Saw a blind man walking down the street, he greets every person he chance to meet
Saw a cop write a ticket to a man over fifty, he fell over laughing, screaming he was a hippie

Ran into a granny, had a smile on her face, broke a trophy, she just won in a race
Don't worry about the future, forget about the past, whether it's good or bad, it's a gas

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

See the kids playing in the dirty street, while the grocer sells a mother's bad meat
Listen to the radio and wonder in doubt, while some cat sings, let it all hang out

The teachers all sit behind the desk, they mess up your mind and dispute your dress
Don't worry about the future, forget about the past, whether it's good or bad, it's a gas

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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It's a gas (hook)
Saw a blind man walking down the street, he greets every person he chance to meet
Saw a cop write a ticket to a man over fifty, he fell over laughing, screaming he was a hippie

Ran into a granny, had a smile on her face, broke a trophy, she just won in a race
Don't worry about the future, forget about the past, whether it's good or bad, it's a gas

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

See the kids playing in the dirty street, while the grocer sells a mother's bad meat
Listen to the radio and wonder in doubt, while some cat sings, let it all hang out

The teachers all sit behind the desk, they mess up your mind and dispute your dress
Don't worry about the future, forget about the past, whether it's good or bad, it's a gas

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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Writer: B.B Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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