(Maggie Roche, Andy Block, & Mark Johnson). . why are you coming so close?. you might erase. the line which no one crosses. . aren't you afraid you'll disappear.
there was a man in a hat and a vest riding. on the train. with a moustache and glasses. too thick to see his eyes. tucked up next to him a fat overnight bag.
I'm gonna work a couple a years here. then I'm gonna go home. where they treat women with respect. and don't make 'em go out of the house and work. That's how the home gets wrecked.".
The fit is generous and loose. The coat is filled with down of goose. Should I feel guilty about that?. I wouldn't wear the fur of a cat. . The coat is black so in New York City.
Mr. Prime Minister, man,. That is SUCH a sinister plan.. With all due respect, I gotta say.... You greedy weasel, no way ! Eh?. . Yer oil pipe dreams have hit a kink.
Listen to the people talk. Listen to the people talk. She's such a good girl. She's such a good girl. . No nobody knows. Nobody knows. Not even your best friend knows.
my new bicycle is race car blue. it used to belong to my big sister sue. she grew a little too tall. then traded it to me. for my old basketball.. . riding that thing.
my my broken heart. well, i wake up every morning. and i just crack up without warning. i would be as good as maybe grandma. but i must get a grip on.
( Words & Music by Terre Roche ). . O Mr Sellack. Can I have my job back?. I've run out of money again.. Last time I saw ya. I was singing Hallelujah.
Sunday, cold weather. Home, that's where I'll stay. Okay I admit it, I've been drifting. Dreaming the hours away. . Dreamin' of love. The gentle kind.
by David Roche. . He's not dead or alive. He's not off with some other guy. He's not lost track of the time. He's just. . Missing. . People say hey it'll never happen to me.
The yoke. The yoke. The yoke upon. The yoke upon the neck. The yoke upon the neck of the disciple. . That neither our fathers. Nor we are able to bear.
I wanted to take your face in my hands. And kiss you on the mouth at the funeral. There was a quake in the place where love demands to be noticed. And found out making you beautiful.
I love somebody named Lovey, please don't tell anybody. Lovey has no money or hope of a job. Yeah, take a look at the room that pearl is a slob. Why, o, why do I love Lovey?.
by Suzzy Roche. . It may be what I wanna do. But I won't fall in lover with you. You are never gonna be mine. But I just love to see you. . Old moon shining starlight.
by Mark Johnson. . Beyond this world came a power. Struck into me I don't know how. It happened slow I want you to know. Her love is true music and it.
Love comes to town on a blue jeaned leg. In a pick up truck and a plastic crate. It's an act of God hits you in the face. Stands you on your head, puts you in your place.
Louis has money. Just at a time in his life when he thought he. was hopeless. You see him a lot these days. On the cover of this, on the back of that.
I'm losin' you. Fading from view. Aging and aching and raging and faking i'm. . Losin' you. Losin' true. . Last time I saw you I wanted to paw you. Not to destroy you now I just annoy you i'm.
It's just a job that fell through. I'm sure that you will, will find another. I'll make a special dinner tonight. Don't worry darling, it'll be alright.