He said I'll protect you like you are the crown jewels yet. Said he's feeling sorrier for me the more I behave badly I can bet. . Hey Lloyd I'm ready to be heartbroken.
For the Lunar sea see the river moon. And you've got it. Match the finest words to the greatest tune. And you've bought it. . See me cross in style. Walk the longest mile in a minute.
Little donkey, little donkey. On the dusty road. Got to keep on plodding onward. With your precious load. Been a long time little donkey. Through the winter's night.
Let's get out of this country. I'll admit I am bored with me. I drowned my sorrows and slept around. When not in body at least in mind. We'll find a cathedral city.
I don't believe in anything so you may as well forget about me. It's time you took it upon yourself to go join the other team. Forget about me. Anyway, I got myself some bowling shoes.
Lemon Juice And Paper Cuts. . (Let's Get Out Of This Country EP - 2006). . You're young with the time to afford yourself a few fashion mistakes. You were way out of line when you told that boy of your mission.
Let Me Go Home. . Hurry up, baby, 'cause we're going somewhere tonight. One glass of wine and you're mine and you know i just might.... You know i just might.
Let's get out of this country. I'll admit I am bored with me. I drowned my sorrows and slept around. When not in body at least in mind. We'll find a cathedral city.
Lets go down to the lake and take a swim in toxic waste.. I dive in the buildings soar so high, i can not see the sky - theres. something strange about this big city, i thik i could do without this.
Faithless love like a river flows. Raindrops falling on a broken rose. Down in some valley where nobody goes. And the night blows in like the cold dark wind.
She lives her days just one by one. Decrypting thoughts inside her mind. No right, no wrong, no in-between. She tells all that she knows. So the truth can be exposed.
Let me in, sweet mama. It's your wandering boy. Knocking now on your front door. . Let me in, sweet mama. It's your bundle of joy. Coming home from his personal war.
Let me in, sweet mama. It's your wandering boy. Knocking now on your front door. . Let me in, sweet mama. It's your bundle of joy. Coming home from his personal war.
Je t'aime.... Je t'aime.... Je t'aime.... Je t'aime.... Je t'aime.... . ton image dans le miroir parle (Je t'aime..). comme si tu savais que tout te flatte.
kizutsuke atta kotoba mo. kasaneta namida mo. itsuka wa omoide ni naru yo. dakara...togireta Melody. mune ni dakishimete ashita mo ikiru daro. anata ni aenakute mo.
Lucas was a redneck through and through. Drinkin' and fightin' was all the boy knew. Born with a corncob in his mouth. In Tupelo Mississippi way down south.
There's one too many, two too many holes. Getting bigger in the garden wall. And the people looking in are getting busy,getting bad. Trying to suss it all.
The life that I have chosen. And there will be content. And the salt sea shall be frozen. Before that I repent. Repent I shall not ever. Until the day I die.
Wasting time at nowhere very special. Seems almost a part of it these days. I know every crack along the pavement. I remember what you said in '88. . You said: 'It's time to leave this town.
(US mix, remixed by Andy Wallace). . There's one too many, two too many holes. Getting bigger in the garden wall. And the people looking in are getting busy, getting bad.