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Pseudo Punk
We wrote this song to be psuedo punk. But someone said that it really stunk. So we changed the words just a little bit. And now it sounds completely like shit.
Peter Piper & Mary
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickleed peppers.. Peter Piper picked em. But where did he put em. In the pockets of his pants. Or on a plate. There's a pickle in his pocket.
Pabu Boy
Can't sleep once again. Too many things on my mind. I wish I could change the ways. That I have spent my time. . Too lazy to get up. And help my father with the chores.
Pull Up Featvikter Duplaix
Watcha gonna do? (x15). . Can you play that thing like ya do all the time, man?. Can you play that beat like ya do all the time, man?. Can you play that thing like ya do all the time at all?.
Please Believe
Road to love is long and winding. It's hard to know which path to take. When you're constantly reminded. Of all the times your heart will break. The odds are low of ever finding.
Philedelphia
I'm not sorry, I won't make it up to you. I'm not sorry if I'm not enough for you. I'm not sorry if I've never been good enough for you to be there. I'm not sorry at all because I've finally found someone that cares.
Pull The Strings
Watch out will you ??? the cops when I take the lead. ????????????????????????????????????? gasoline. My nebulous ?????????????????????????? my release.
Poor Robert Henry
My illusion - dashed to pieces. My collision - damn the son. I counted all my blessings. And the damage of that sum. . Your life - numbed and drunken.
Permethrin
Take another one now this shit is never ending. Breathe ??? in my bed I'm bleeding. ??? my skin is itching. Takin' time for the worst and again I'm needing.
Phyllis Ruth
The chill of Coffeeville, she's in those hills still. Kindness of her face so white. The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will. That she dwell in Your house tonight.
Precious Memories
Precious memories, unseen angel. Sent from somewhere to my soul. How they linger ever near me. And the sacred past unfolds. Precious memories, how they linger.
Pop Whore
I'm a short fat whore. I make crappy pop music that will never sell. Nah nah nah nah La di da. Nah nah nah nah La di da. . This is why I will never succeed.
Polishing The Looking Glass
Floating on this water. Couldn't be any better. 'Less I sank to the floor. And could breathe. . Clouds roll by in shapes of butterflies. And there's no time.
Perfect
Sugar plum soft your fingers. Holding on is like holding my breath. Letting go you leave it stained and tainted. Giving up is like birth and death. . I am not perfect.
Put 'em On The Glass
"C'mon now" - repeated. . [Verse 1]. Got 'em up, yeah my Taliano, not many brothers is rollin in Diablos. Hittin the hard rock, this street is my work spot.
Put Your Records On
Three little birds, sat on my window. And they told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet. Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Price Tag
Seems like everybody's got a price. I wonder how they sleep at night. When the sale comes first and the truth comes second. Just stop for a minute and smile.
Poison
Poison. Yeah spot a man of freedom for a fact aah-aah uh-hum. Poison you ready Ron I'm ready. You ready Dave I'm ready Slick are you. Oh yeah break it down.
Pinball Wizard
Ever since I was a young boy. I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton. I must have played them all. . But I ain't seen nothing like him.
Piece Of My Heart
Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on. . Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man? Yeah. An' didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?.
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