Oo yeah. . I've been doing my own thing. Love has always had a way of having bad timing. But to my great surprise, ever since I looked in your eyes. I had one question for you.
Don't call me for supper if you don't mean to feed me. Don't tell me you love me with that gun in your hand. Cause I fall down dumbfounded. In the face of your beauty.
I can't believe love brought us here.. This place is so damn cold,. And all the pain that I once feared. Is underlined in bold.. There is a match inside this heart.
Do you need a truck like I need a fuck. Bring in lots of love, serve it up above. I like buttered buns, she gives me not for wrong. Let's her fight the vick, you fucking point the pick.
the guy who made this site is such a fucking fuckwit. that guy is a fuckwit. he didnt have this track. he asked other people for it. i bet thers no such song.
the songs called Tang. . Grinspoon - Tang Lyrics. . do a little bit of f**kin tang. try to sit down but you gotta dance. all you want is just half a chance.
Do a little bit of fucking tang. Try to sit down but you gotta dance. All you want is just a half a chance. All she wants is just a fun romance. . I gotta pocket full of change, let's get tanked.
Brothers got room to talk. Messin' round on the block. Corner shops, stares, and stops. Mother rather not. You're young enough to say what you feel. So say what you feel, say what you feel.
Still and silent in the tomb. The mystery it starts to move. Bound and wrapped golden faced. Disorder fills the sacred place. . Invisible in their mindst illusive in disguise.
Every culture race and creed. Domination runs through its veins. The bad seed. Condemning integration to survive. So vicious is self righteousness. All blood runs red.
Time heals, time heals old wounds. Bad habits die hard, bad habits die hard. Tired of, tired of self. Tired of selfinfliction, selfinfliction, selfinfliction.
All in the answer. All in the answer. . Battle call of the fathers. Personnal war of the elite. Hypnotized by symbols. Idols and coloured rags. Condems full attention.
I'm not a man. I'm God's only son. Humanity is sick. And work needs to be done. If you want to follow me. Surrender yourself. I will make you free. Some people think they always know what's going on.
[Yeeah!]. . Raise the dead, to dredge knee-high through shit.. Scared, scared to leave, I disengage forgotten thoughts.. . Run your marathon! Your ill-begotten truth!.
Choke the throats that scream no more. Deny. Break the hand that have their fingers pointing towards. Deny. Spill the brain of the minds that know too much.
Nanci Griffith. Out of the blue horizon. Stretched a band of gold. From the straits of Juan de Fuca. To the east of Portland, Maine. You held my hand.
We're living in a time of inconvenience. Compassion fails me with this meanness in the air. Our city streets are filled with violence. So we close our doors to the city.
This heart was almost taken. This heart had a love of its own. This heart was reawakened. When you came along. This heart was born feet runnin'. This heart saw your porch light on.
Shut it down and call this road a day. And put this silence in my heart in a better place. I have travelled with your ghost now so many years. That I see you in the shadows.