In a violent place we can call our country. Is a mixed up man and I guess that's me. The sun's in the sky but the storm never seems to end. . It's a place of sorrow but we call it a home.
In a violent place. We can call our country. There's a mixed up man. And I guess that's me. The sun's in the sky. But the storm no seems to end.. . Its a place of sorrow.
I met you in a record store. You had slept in the clothes you wore. But I knew I'd seen you somewhere before. . What happened to your guitar?. And what happened to the prettiest star?.
Having a problem, turn on the TV. Got too much money, give it to me.. I'll say what you wanna hear,. Do what you think I should.. 'Cause I'm on your side,.
Cledus T Judd. My Cellmate Thinks I'm Sexy. Hi ho Silver, AWAY!. After my show, thought I'd have a little fun.. Hopped on a horse: Shorty sure could run..
=============. Looking back through the pages of my life. All thats gone before needed nothing more. Only you to say. Never thinking only doing for myself.
Hear my story and listen well;. Truth is in all that I tell.. It could never have been me.. I did not shoot no deputy.. . Mr. Grant, the deputy,. Friend to my whole family..
Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole. I saw your legends lined up. And I never felt more natural. Apart, I just came apart. . Please, please, please sister Socrates.
He's my friend but he's no friend to me. Ask him why, he'll tell you casually. Washed up, bitter, broken, busted. Backstabbed everyone he trusted. Says he sees what no one else can see.
All that blotter gonna twist up your mind. You can do it just not all the time. Hiding in your room you'll be feeling fine. . Always manage to have something to sell.
Closing my eyes, counting sheep. Gun in my mouth, trying to sleep. Everything ends, everything has to. Get well balloon, going insane. Weight of the world, papier-mâché.
I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black molasses. I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black molasses. At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime. . I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning.
You are heating me in a bain-marie. We end into smoothie. You are heating me in a bain-marie. Cool my viscosity working in the heat. Cool my viscosity working in the heat.
Chora que a tristeza. Foge do teu olhar. Brincando de esquecer. Saudade vai passar. E amor já vai chegar. . Entao canta que a beleza. Volta pra te encantar.
Say, what a lovely place.. This makeshift home from rented space.. Stay for a million hours. on heirloom chairs without the power.. . Yes it's cozy.. .
Los sueños al aire. Los miedos al mar. Lo volvemos a intentar. . Las penas al fuego. La playa en San Juan. Lo bueno está por llegar. . Jamás dí por perdido.