Westward Whoa was created on 1936-04-25.
The Fonz and the Happy Days Gang - 1980 Westward Whoa 1-5 was released on: USA: 6 December 1980
Like Whoa was created in 2007.
Tell Me When to Whoa was created in 1998-06.
Whoa Oh Records was created in 1998.
Stabbing Westward was created in 1985.
Sailing Westward was created in 1924.
Westward Passage was created in 1932.
Westward the Women was created on 1951-12-31.
Westward Ho - Phoenix - was created in 1927.
Stabbing Westward - album - was created on 2001-05-22.
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I'm waking up to ash and dustI wipe my brow and I sweat my rustI'm breathing in the chemicalsI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison busThis is it, the apocalypseWhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveI raise my flags, don my clothesIt's a revolution, I supposeWe're painted red to fit right inWhoaI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison busThis is it, the apocalypseWhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveAll systems go, the sun hasn't diedDeep in my bones, straight from insideI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveI'm waking up to ash and dustI wipe my brow and I sweat my rustI'm breathing in the chemicalsI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison busThis is it, the apocalypseWhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveI raise my flags, don my clothesIt's a revolution, I supposeWe're painted red to fit right inWhoaI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison busThis is it, the apocalypseWhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveAll systems go, the sun hasn't diedDeep in my bones, straight from insideI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive