Founds total 55 songs
Miss Molly
Oh have you seen Miss Molly. Her cheeks are rosy red.. Her lips are soft as satin and they taste like ginger bread.. . Oh. Oh. Oh. Me oh my Miss Molly, I'm in love with you..
Mama Tried
Merle Haggard, Bluebook Music (BMI). First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'. And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride. On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound.
Mrblues
Where's that old Mr. Blues?. I guess he found a new home. Pushing more trouble right down to the bone. I'm wondering why he's left me alone. . Where's that old Mr. Blues?.
Manic Depression
Manic depression touching my soul. I know what I want but. I just don't know what I need. Music, sweet music drops on my fingers. Manic depression catchin' my soul.
Mexico Rain
I have come five thousand miles and tried to find the ways to b e happy. Travelled through the setting sun I hear those blue lights come I come gladly.
Maladjusted
Can somebody tell me why. Truth is such a fuckin' lie. Close my heart and turn it out. I'm disgusted. So far gone and out of reach. They kick you in the fuckin' teeth.
Mother Russia
Pays the price, works the seasons through. Frozen days, he thinks of you. Cold as ice but he burns for you. Mother Russia, can't you hear him too?. . Mother's son, freedom's overdue.
M.i.a.
Matter of fact.. No fact.. No matter.. Who do you suspect?. Who is not afraid to die?. Who would tell such a lie?. Who runs away?. Who do we fear?. . Somebody just like you gonna rape and strangle you?.
Midsummer Day
When you've decided. To hold on to all that you lost. When you've decided. To hold on to all that you lost. . All this is nothin'. If she comes and tears you apart.
Moped Lads
You know those kids they get at school, they've got a motorbike they think they're cool.. They've got a moped for their sixteenth birthday, now you can hear them coming from half a mile away..
Maniac
I creep down alleys and peep thru blinds, I strangle and kill any children I find.. I like meeting people when they're dead, I take some of them back to bed..
Me Vale
Echale vampiro. . No me importa lo que. Piensa la gente de mi. Que si traigo el pelo. De alguna manera. . Porque me gusta traerlo asi. Que por que escucho.
Mojo Pin
I'm lying in my bed. The blanket is warm. This body will never be safe from harm. Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole.
My Boy Elvis
Everybody come on down, the man with the guitar just hit town. Sets off like a rocket, there he goes. Rockin' from his head down to his toes. My boy Elvis, real rock - My boy Elvis, real rock.
Modern History
Well the desk porter laughed. News of our legend and our exploits. Traveled far from bell-hop to hired car. All this and more. . Modern History. On the third floor.
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