Bulldozer, Bulldozer. Bulldozer, Bulldozer. Bulldozer Bulldozer. Bulldozer Bulldozer. . BMX (is) BETTER THAN SEX. BMX (is) BETTER THAN SEX. . Cab Driver, Cab Driver.
I'd wanna go to the Blues Parties. The Caribbean. I'd wanna Dance to Nothern Soul. Back in the Seventies. Be into Two Tone and Post Punk. New Wave and No Wave.
baby of gold/ baby of gold/ never grow old/ keep up that swing. / you're always in/ look at my face/ losing it's grace/ will you. keep yours/ just to please me/ something to remind me by/.
In the name of hatecraft. In the name of their blood. In the name of the night. In the name.... . Look inside the executioner's hood. I feel no mercy but I will let you meet him well.
I flew on wings of the night. To find the place beyond the world. And so close I was. And so strong I felt. . But only the hand touched. And in forbidden caves I found myself.
Unseen far beyond the reach of my hands. slightly noticed on the border of my thoughts. but I can see you with the eyes of my imagination. I know the taste and smell of your body.
Blast Off by Darryl Riley Lyrics. Blast Off by Darryl Riley Lyrics. Blast Off by Darryl Riley Lyrics.
Sitting with the number eight platter at the restaurant. Four twenty nine for almost anything I want. Add it up, it's cheaper than the stuff I make myself.
Well we're heading for a past that you leave not defend. Where the downtowns hold the sadness of you can't go back again. It's there you'll find the rust and debtors.
Tell me what you see. Is it close to what you dreamed?. If I play a part can I be redeemed?. . We pore through the passages. From leather volume shelves.
How did we lose this great right?. Everything burns in our path. The balance we broke, left us running through smoke. You're at the blue light of the flame.
Here's wishing you the bluest sky. And hoping something better comes tomorrow. Hoping all the verses rhyme and the very best of choruses to. Follow all the doubt and sadness.
I saw your flag, another star, another stripe. What's your new bag? Something real or just some hype?. Tell me what have you sown. Have you prospered and grown?.
Hats off, to you. I'll never know how you make that. Rabbit crawl out your shoe. Showtime, tonight. There's a many man crowd around you. So crowded I can't get through.
It's cold out this mornin', it's raining, it's pourin'. My back's acting up, but so what, I'm alive and I'm breathin'. My baby's still mad from that fight that we had.
There's a little shack tucked back in the timber. It wasn't much back then, but it was home. Sometimes it hurts me to remember. Just how long I've been gone.
Forty-one tonnes of truckin under me. I guess most of time, Im where Im supposed to be. If I get out, its only for a minute. If you see the girl, shout, you can bet Im in it.
Break The Radio. ( Written by Gary Burr / Reid Nielsen ). . There are songs that bring back memories. That's what good songs do. I remember this one playing.
Between The Stones And Jones. Written by: Cyril Rawon, Kim Tribble, Kim Williams. . I met her at the Jukebox, she was playing the Rolling Stones. She said, Honky Tonk Women, now thats my favourite song.
Bad Dog, No Biscuit. ( written by William Kitchens / Richard S. Ferrell ). . Stayed out late with the boys again. I got to reminiscing and it got out of hand.