Lyrics from the Album "The Process Of A Limo Nation"

"KEEPING UP"

If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be doing fine If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be doing fine I'd be happy as a pig in shit I wouldn't want to get out of it If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be flying high If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be flying high I'd be sailing in the summer sky I wouldn't want to ever die There you go Once again Compare yourself You're always keeping up Now and forever You'll never be as good How will you manage You're so misunderstood Open your eyes Realize Don't despise Fraternize If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be kicking ass If it weren't for the Jones's I'd be kicking ass I'd be living in the biggest place King Shit of the human race There you go Once again Compare yourself You're always keeping up There you go Once again Compare yourself You're always keeping up

Feet On The Ground

Fun With Money

Do What I Say

Happy Evil Thing

Give You The Moon

Money Is God

Keeping Up

Power Surge

The Process Of A Limo Nation

Solace