autumn fades to reveal truth-reality,. ties that bind the past unveil at. seam, i've traveled through the years. with naive touch and palettes so. bright, i've faced the forks and.
(Slavens). I had a dream. a particular scene. though now it gets hard to remember. you looked so real. as you sat at the wheel. the air smelled of early December.
Comin' home to Bushlock Sadie. She's my woman, she's my baby. Comin' home ot Bushlock Sadie. Pretty little woman gonna drive me crazy.... BUSHLOCK!. Bushlock, Bushlock, she's my gal.
Love, love, love, love, love. Everybody talks about love now.. Love, love, love, love, love. Nobody knows what it means. Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex. Everybody just wants to have sex now..
So you noticed that your city changed. The old familiar roads now seem so strange. Can you belive that there's paint on the walls. Kids are murdered in the high school halls.
You're so cold. Trapped inside. Your private hell a slave to need. I don't know. What it's like. To be most likely to succeed. . Only your boyfriend uses you said, black resin.
Another penny. I would have another Jill. I would make the piper play. The bonny lass of Byker Hill. . Byker Hill and Walker Shore. Collier lads for ever more (2x).
As I went out by Huntley town one evening for to fee. I met with Bogey O' Cairnie and with him I did agree. To ride his still best horses or cart or harrow or plow.
There's me and there's Edward, there's Joe and there's Mark. We play in the garden and we stay out till dark. And we've all got bright sunny smiles. And we've all got bright sunny smiles.
Good morning boys and girls. We're all going for a ride in Brian's Magic Car. We'll soon be on our way and drive two thousand miles an hour. Have a lovely day.
He wakes up screaming. He wakes up screaming. He wakes up. He wakes up in a cold sweat. He dreams he's going to get a letter in the post. Telling him he's been called up again.
Tell me why you do the things you do. Tell me what it is you're trying to prove. Girl, you give up far too easily. I've been there myself. Believe you, me..
Any other day I would wake up,. Press start on my K-cup.. Think about the time you take up,. While you put on your make up.. But that make-up don't hide those lies you tell..
Hey, hey, hey. Whatchoo' gonna say. Si la pista es buena. El resto es un mamey. Pa' que bling-bling. Si no tienen el swing. You know what I mean?. Oyeme.
2, 3, Unh.... Oooooo oooooo.... Yeaaa yeaa yeaa yeaaa yeaaaaaaa.... 2, 3... . What we've got is something unexplainable. A spark to behold til' we're burning each other's souls.
Don't know if you got a girl. Don't mean to disrespect but. Thoughts of you rule my world. I even dream of you, I swear. Visions of you and I. . See you all around my way.
oo,uh-uh,oo. oo,uh-uh,oo. oo,uh-uh,oo. oo,your backstroke. . [Verse 1]. Picture me in one of those two seater things. Top down so thoughts of you are in the breeze.
It's time to put down your easy bake oven. And all your other little girl things. Big girls don't play with toys. At least that's what it says in this magazine.
Somewhere down on highway 51. Been thinkin' about you for so long. Can't seem to count the endless miles. Or the times I've missed your smile. . But then you were so very young.