We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell we've got nothing more to lose One burst and we will probably crumble We're backdrifting This far
WHEN THE MOON COMES OVER THE MOUNTAIN Writers Beasley Smith, Howard Johnson, Harry Woods When the moon comes over the mountain Every beam brings a dream
Can you remember a time when this city was A great place for architects and dilitants A nice place for midwives and crossing guards And on, and on...
Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave this place for good Under the ground, I'll live down there without a sound And never hear these hissing voices all
He owns a big estate just south of Savannah And a high rise hotel in downtown Atlanta Add half the state of Georgia to his name She'd be set for life
I've got a view of Boston From the twenty-second floor The moon is red Room service is at the door I've got songs to sing And a million things To distract
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It's coming quick It's shining down It comes From all around I've got the moon above my shoulder And now I know Just what to do I'm running fast To
She's fixed in his mind like the picture He's kept in his wallet for years The image, it's never been tarnished By the blood, sweat and tears And after
The crowded future stings my eyes I still find time to exercise In uniform with two white stripes Unlock my section of the sand It's fenced off to the
I got a postcard from someone I met in Salvatore He said the weather was great he'd been out on the lake And sunning beside it quaint shore When are you
If you wrote a book defacing my name And you wrote a volume disregarding my words If you used your pen to bring harm to my world If you thrust your pen
[Original recording originally released in 1992 on the demo album "Wrath of the Tyrant".] [This recording orginally released on a Nordic Metal compilation
Moon over the freeway catch us as we ride We just left the city, left it far behind Silhouettes of palm trees, airplanes cross the moon Living in the
Sweet man, sweet mystery Unveil yourself to me Sweet soul, lie so still Flesh cup, gonna get my fill Let me rise and fall With the wings of your sheets
There's a new moon over Jamaica And the new year just got here, you see There's a new moon over Jamaica And I'm living with an old memory So won't you
[Mallory:] "No! There is no escaping here!" [Mickey:] "Who's the lucky one?" [Mallory:] "Eanie, meanie, minie, moe, catch a redneck by his tow. If he
