Postcard From Texas

(4:12). This is my postcard from Texas. What are the chances this town won't wreck us?. There is a woman, there always is. She's standin' on the side of the stage.

Photograph

Photograph tell me this. What I see in a kiss. Fireworks can't explain. Why I wrap my heart around this flag of pain. One by one. They kiss me on the head.

Prurient

How come you never rest your tongue?. How do you ever expect to learn?. I know you want to chase it. But don't want to break your stride. I know you want to taste it.

Poker Face

We were sitting at a table at a little caf. Cleaning our plates like some kind of a race. We finished our meal without making a sound. I glanced at him, he flagged the waitress down.

Petöfi Halála

(Cseh Tams - Beremnyi Gza). Fehr zubbonyban,. stt nadrgban az ton futok,. htam mgtt,. vive la republique - kt l dobog.. A htam mgtt. vashegyek fut clra hajlanak,.

Petfi Halla

(Cseh Tams - Beremnyi Gza). Fehr zubbonyban,. stt nadrgban az ton futok,. htam mgtt,. vive la republique - kt l dobog.. A htam mgtt. vashegyek fut clra hajlanak,.

Pécs

(Cseh Tams - Beremnyi Gza). Taln az elmlt v.. s abbl is az sz.. Az sz, s az szbl egy t.. Egy t, autn, Pcs fel.. Taln. Tn arra az tra mondhat,. hogy igen. Az volt a j..

Pcs

(Cseh Tams - Beremnyi Gza). Taln az elmlt v.. s abbl is az sz.. Az sz, s az szbl egy t.. Egy t, autn, Pcs fel.. Taln. Tn arra az tra mondhat,. hogy igen. Az volt a j..

Poor Ellen Smith

"Good mornin', my darlin'", I said from the door. My bags are all packed, you won't see me anymore. The room it was empty except for your clothes. And a picture of the forest through the dimly lit smoke.

Pharoah

Pharaoh, Pharaoh's army sure got. drownded, Pharaoh · Go down, go. down Izzup and lead your children,. go down · Mary, Mary sure was. Jesus' mother, Mary · Farewell,.

Primetime

Permanent Record

Primeval Sun

Pretty Maid, The

It was on a fine summer's morning. The birds sweetly tune on each bough. And as I walked out for my pleasure. I saw a maid milking a cow. . Her voice was so enchanting, melodious.

Pretty Maid

It was on a fine summer's morning. The birds sweetly tune on each bough. And as I walked out for my pleasure. I saw a maid milking a cow. . Her voice was so enchanting, melodious.

Predator

Poison Glen, The

Way up there in the poison glen. Sun's going down on the misty mountain. And I'm watching. And wondering. Feeling something from long ago. . Haunted echo that surrounds the glen.

Poison Glen

Way up there in the poison glen. Sun's going down on the misty mountain. And I'm watching. And wondering. Feeling something from long ago. . Haunted echo that surrounds the glen.

Planxty Burke

Planxty Browne