Don't cross the creek, its source you seek
When you behold the green knot, need takes the lead
We're waiting for you in the cabin next to the rock
Remember the password is KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
We're sliding the bolt and release some smoke
You can't see a thing and nearly choke
Show yourself, then step inside
Greetings my friend, you have arrived
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The cards on the table stick to the wood
The tips of the last mount is gone for good
Pipe is smothering, I flush with beer
The weekdays' worries disappear
The pike in the water takes the bait
Thirst for the kill is quenched by the prey
You can be offended in the men's save-house
There's nothing you shall bitch about
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
The place
Is our secret base
For these reckless days
This hole
Is hunting our soul
Hear the ancient call
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
The Crazy Rogues - Man Cave Lyrics
The Crazy Rogues - Man Cave Lyrics
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Don't cross the creek, its source you seek
When you behold the green knot, need takes the lead
We're waiting for you in the cabin next to the rock
Remember the password is KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
We're sliding the bolt and release some smoke
You can't see a thing and nearly choke
Show yourself, then step inside
Greetings my friend, you have arrived
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The cards on the table stick to the wood
The tips of the last mount is gone for good
Pipe is smothering, I flush with beer
The weekdays' worries disappear
The pike in the water takes the bait
Thirst for the kill is quenched by the prey
You can be offended in the men's save-house
There's nothing you shall bitch about
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
The place
Is our secret base
For these reckless days
This hole
Is hunting our soul
Hear the ancient call
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
When you behold the green knot, need takes the lead
We're waiting for you in the cabin next to the rock
Remember the password is KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
We're sliding the bolt and release some smoke
You can't see a thing and nearly choke
Show yourself, then step inside
Greetings my friend, you have arrived
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The cards on the table stick to the wood
The tips of the last mount is gone for good
Pipe is smothering, I flush with beer
The weekdays' worries disappear
The pike in the water takes the bait
Thirst for the kill is quenched by the prey
You can be offended in the men's save-house
There's nothing you shall bitch about
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
The place
Is our secret base
For these reckless days
This hole
Is hunting our soul
Hear the ancient call
The place
Is our sacred base
A hideout for the days
When man can be
What he is meant to be
The call
Of this dirty hole
Is haunting our soul
Come to mancave
Here you can be
What you meant to be
Writer: Verrasztó László
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