Written by Kevin Bacon. . "Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB. . Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer.
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON. . Yeah I used to smoke like a house on fire. I couldn't put them down. And I would drink all night till the morning light. They'd find me on the ground.
In the beginning. I used to sit around at home. Until I found. I couldn`t tell right from wrong. And go searching for the things. That would help to keep me.
I'm in Paris, won't be here long. But after all it's Paris, guess I'd better write a song. It's so wonderful, so magical, so romantic. Note to self to change that line, it's too pedantic.
Written by Kevin Bacon. . "It was fun writing a song for piano, but writing. it on a guitar. Since I can't play piano, it was a. thrill to hear Irwin bang it out for the first.
When I was seventeen. I asked my daddy. What does it take to be a man. He said sit down son. Let's have a little talk. I'll try and make you understand.
She gave me an old guitar. She said teach yourself to play. You've been lookin kind of bored. Maybe this will fill your days. She went out and I stayed in.
Written by Kevin Bacon. . "Kind of exploring the role that fear plays in my life. Thanks to Trav for the cool lick." KB. . She'll wake you in the morning.
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON, MICHAEL BACON. . He was headlining the Lazy Lounge. And the crowd was growing thin. It was me and two drunk salesman. And a waitress named Corine.
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Written by Kevin Bacon. . "It's about having the strength to re-define your life's work. A follow-up to 'Guess Again.'" KB. . Emma Rae's riding on a north-bound train.
Before the kids. Before my wife. Before I bought the farm. and bought into this grown up life. She was there just running on the beach. A wild island baby.
Got no time for the corner boys. Down in the street makin' all that noise. Don't want no whores on Eighth avenue. Cause tonight I'm gonna be with you.
Sweet July's not welcomed here. Here the trees are green all year. They don't need her summer's glow. In this land of ice and snow. Lakes of steel frozen flat.
WRITTEN BY MICHAEL BACON. . It's a rocky road down Ida's farm. Past the sticks and stones. And names that harm. They don't like her rooster crowing. Cows and flies and weeds are a growing.
Written by Kevin Bacon. . "We want this to become the 'You're So Vain' of the millennium." KB. . There's a line around the block, and it stretches a mile.
Written by Michael Bacon. . Water is to glass as _______ is to Heart. a. Blood b. Love c. Taxi d. Happiness MB. . As you stare off to one side and appear to be listening.
They were drunk and they were angry. They were big as they could be. They were hell bent and determined. To kick the Yankee out of me. Insulted me they called me names.
Written by Kevin Bacon and Michael Bacon. . "A song about thanksgiving - not the holiday, just the act of giving thanks." KB. . Bobby's lyin' round like the wakin' dead.
Been working so hard. I'm punching my card. Eight hours, for what?. Oh, tell me what I got. . I've down this feeling. That time's just holdin' me down.