Текст песни Primitive Man - Izzy Stradlin
Happy,
happy,
happy
Happy,
happy,
happy
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Shooting
dope
up
in
your
cardboard
shack
I
wonder
how
you
got
to
where
you′re
at
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
No
telephone,
no
electricity
Sole
mode
of
travel
is
your
own
two
feet
And
yet
he's
happy
I
see
him
smilin′
Happy,
happy,
happy
Happy,
happy,
happy
Burnin'
the
hours
pickin'
up
his
streets
He′s
got
no
money
to
spend
all
this
week
Yet
he′s
no
mortgage
livin'
in
his
tree
I
really
like
my
mobile
card
board
suite
Primitive
man,
primitive
man
1 Ride On
2 California
3 Spazed
4 Primitive Man
5 Trance Mission
6 Needles
7 The Groper
8 Here Comes the Rain
9 Hometown
10 Highway Zero
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