are calling everything is going are way everythings just as we've planned and this is the future (from what we've heard) and i still have your hands and
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, tonight, tonight So bright Tonight, tonight And you know you're never sure But you're sure you could be right If you held yourself up to the light And
it all And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know just where our bones will rest To dust I guess forgotten and absorbed Into
son for you And I still believe that I cannot be saved And I still believe that I cannot be saved And I still believe that I cannot be saved And I still
Words, letter and numbered grooves Caught in a photograph and I can't move Is that your camera or is that your gun Stuck in a funhouse, that ain't no
should, thats it like that lick my dick and my sack. dont quit like that lick my dick and my sack, yeah bitch like that lick my dick and my sack. verse
huge and useless roar And there were girls bringing water like a dream they came To cool the fever of my brain and soothe my burning throat And they
lies and it would come as no surprise When the truth is like a stranger hits you right between the eyes There's a time and a place and a reason and
That's the way the honey goes Sweeter than a toy From his tippy to his toes He's he baby boy Every inch of you I prize Your body is a vision And all
fell White collar got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair, you got spit on your chin You're a white collar scared to be bored Blue Collar, she
supposed to. Now I've got you , Now I've got you. Sharing me with your light. Ahh, what's the fight. What's the fight. Written and performed by john
Your pussys glued to a building on fire I paint my mind just cuz I'm alive If you see me roaming the hillside Won't you come along? You paint your eyes
cum, enjoy your last breath, turning blue we celebrate your death Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, the young die fast, you fuck the rest, Ashes to ashes and
do, You're gutless and over-reaching, blessed and always preaching, whoo Makes up the things that you do Making it stick, drip upon drip Is that what you do, with sand and
Ella : Hace dos anos y un dia que vivo sin el, Hace dos anos y un dia que no lo he vuelto a ver, Y aunque no he sido feliz aprendi a vivir sin su amor
new lots off the highway Read from the door, red, white and blue Sometimes he wonders how did one man get so lucky And what happened to his anger and
We won't be there to fall back on But you know we're never farther Then a bible and a bus ticket home The years have come and gone and taken The only
