Dave Alvin. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music). . Well my name is Charlie Thomas and I'm as good a man as you. And for the love of Mary Brown there's nothin' that I won't do.
In a castle keep, in a vault of stone, in a house at the end of the lane. And old man weeps in his door alone and he sings out this mournful refrain. .
I live where you can't see me. Hiding away in the shadows of the deep. I swim into the bottom of your world. For every space I cross I see a thousand pearls.
There's a girl running around my head. I know she made me frown. She may be crazy, she may not be right. She make me feel like. Like a motherfucker from hell.
There's a girl running around my head. I know she makes me frown. She may be crazy, she maybe not be right. She makes me feel like. Like a motherfucker from hell.
If it's pure and it's simple. Does it make it right?. Like I always said child. Life is hardly black and white. When you're. . (Messin'). Messin' around.
Something's whispering your name. Can you hear it call. Yes it's time to make a change. And it's not a sound at all. All your words won't let you hear.
[Verse 1: Heems]. My pocket full of loud, yeah I got that Fran Drescher. I'm straight up out of Queens but ain't no Tec up on my dresser. Just a bunch of dusty books and a statue of Ram.
Molly Ringwald. Youre Pretty In Pink. Molly Ringwald. I know what you think. That Ill forget you. The girl of my dreams. That Ill neglect you. Its rude and obscene.
I travel to find some calm. and every night I'm lost between. the flowers of my garden. and every night you run away. from me into the dark. I can see you.
"He's a quiet man" that's all she said. And he's a thoughtful man. It's just he likes to keep. His thoughts up in his head. . And we finally meet, and she tries to draw him out a bit.
She never should have rented this apartment in the Mortal City. The cold comes though every crack she puts her hand up to. The radiator's broken so she has to use electric heat.
i tried again, i went last night. another date was just not right. and as i drove myself back home. a little voice said "just be alone". but sometimes i think.
Rain falls hard, burns dry. A dream or a song. That hits you so hard. Filling you up and suddenly gone. . Breathe feel love, give free, know in your soul.
Oh, my fair North Star. I have held to you dearly. I had asked you to steer me. 'Til one cloud scattered night. . I got lost in my travels. I met Leo the lion.
The blue it speaks so full. It's like the beauty, one can barely stand. Or too much things dropped in your hand. And there's a green like the peace in your heart sometimes.
you've been trying to make me smile since September,. the miners all remember,. when you decided to go back down to the planets,. since then all I find is pyrite,.
My old flame, I can't even think of his name but it's funny now and then. How my thoughts go flashing back again to my old flame. My old flame, my new lovers all seem so tame.
My Girl Friday. ( Written by Curtis Wright / Carl Jackson ). . She stands there with her suitcase. We've been through all this before. I know it's gonna hurt me.