We explore the men's room We don't give a shit Ladies lost electricity Take vows inside of it Desire to dance, too startled to try Wrap my legs 'round
Easter Sunday, we were walking Easter Sunday, we were talking Isabel, my little one, take my hand Time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all
Raise the sky We got to fly over the land, over the sea Fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise God, do not seize me please till victory Take arms, take
Every Sunday I will go down to the bar And leave him the guitar You say you want me I want another Say you dream of me Dream of your brother Oh, the
Blood on the T.V., ten o'clock news Souls are invaded, heart in a groove Beatin' and beatin', so outta time What's the mad matter with the church chimes
(Greg) Won't you try to come down They all said they'd be here You know you've been to every gathering Stretching out the years You haven't said anything
In your easter bonnet with all the frills upon it You'll be the grandest lady in the Easter parade I'll be all in clover and when they look you over I
A ghost of a mist was on the field The gray and the green together The noise of a distant farm machine Out of the first light came A tattered necklace
Attention, Attention This is an EO-service announcement (*1) All of the dirty words since reports and persons in this song Do not mirror historic or true
Attentie attentie Hier volgt een EO-dienst mededeling Al de in dit nummer voorkomende vunzige taal sedert uitspraken of personen Berusten niet op historische
Guess I'm filled with the Christmas spirit Celebrate a jolly man in red Hope my kids don't find out Santa Clause isn't real Maybe I should have told them
The line of traffic comes to a stand still For the love King, out in the morning air I find a place I started from The wild is calling, this time I follow
The line of traffic comes to stand still For the love came out in the morning air I find the place I started from The wild is calling, this time I'll
[with steve hogarth on vocals and steve rothery on guitar, ] [both from marillion. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club,
Never saw you look quite so pretty before Never saw you dress quite so handsome What's more? I could hardly wait to keep our date This lovely Easter
Music: Irving Berlin Lyrics: Irving Berlin Book: Moss Hart Premiere: Saturday, September 30, 1933 Never saw you look quite so pretty before Never saw
In your Easter bonnet With all the frills upon it You'll be the grandest lady In the Easter Parade I'll be all in clover And when they look you over
Gretta's in the corner but she's miles away Mary's coaxing Adam to stare time in the face And me and Joey Carpenter are listening to the naked miner Talking
