What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?. There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy. I've had my lungs checked out with X rays. I've smelled the hospital hallways.
What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?. There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy. I've had my lungs checked out with X rays. I've smelled the hospital hallways.
I've been aching to sneeze. Begging please, pretty please. But I can't get the thing to come out. . I've been down on my knees. I've been pissing on trees.
Although you think me cold and slimy. I've got a nice home. Tasted your best guacamole. And siesta'd at noon in the cool of the soil. . A worm's life can be easy.
There's some stuff on my shoe, that's got nothing to do. With the places you think that I've been. And the stuff on my breath, isn't some kiss of death.
I'm all freaked out, I'm all tweaked out. I'm being chased by insects. And I wanna eat my cigarettes. . I can't hang out, I'm all strung out. And I've got to grab me by the throat.
Here we are once again. I'll turn myself in at the end. This is something. That I never thought I'd say. . Forget everything you know. Like who, what, when, where, why and how.
I turn around and I see you in front of me. But nothing has changed since Ive been here before. This sinful life used to be a part of me. Until I realized it was my pain that you boar..
By Mill o Tifty there lived a man. In the neighbourhood o' Fyvie. He had a lovely daughter fair. And they called her bonnie Annie. . Lord Fyvie had a trumpeter.
Your eyes are like the stars. On the button coat of night. Sequins on my heart. Buttoned up real tight. . I never told I loved you. Yet when I hold you yes it's true.
Beneath the chandeliers. Upon the Persian rugs. Carousers take their stand. Fine whiskey in their hands. . The rakes are in the halls. The dugs are in t' the yards.
my Luve's like a red, red rose,. That's newly sprung in June:. O my Luve's like the melodie,. That's sweetly play'd in tune.. . As fair art thou, my bonie lass,.
Heres a health to the ladies. I freely confess. For grace and sweet charm they are doubly blessed. Their beauty and wit never fails to impress. And they tend tae look grand in a state of undress.
What an honor to be called a soldier of the cross. An army that has never turned back and never suffered loss. Our weapons are not carnal, our strong holds you can't see.
Verse: 1. The journey's been so long and weary. And my strength seems gone.. But in the valley it takes more travel,. By Grace I'm goin' on.. For by Faith there is a place I can almost see, I know God has a Mountain-top for me..
i had this dream where you holed up in guelph. made a life above the albion hotel. hard to say if the angels had come. or if you'd just come undone again.
light broke in africville. all the mothers took their children out so far away,. down by the boats where you said I need you the most. . and young lovers walk hand in hand.
Accident car, accident car. Going to where all the accidents are. Sooner or later, you know, you know. . Hey there's you and hey there's me. And all these things we're left to see.
Listen, baby, ain't no mountain high. Ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough, baby. If you need me, call me, no matter where you are. No matter how far, don't worry, baby.
It's just another good emotion. Is just another good emotion. . sick in the head. don't tell me what they've said. i know i'm sick in the head. i'm walking towards what is bad.