Founds total 12 songs
The Milkshake Song
down and out when i used to walk the same way home from school. and i hoped i'd see her and then when i didn't i was crushed. like the bully stole my lunch, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah well it.
Stretch Armstrong
she says, "he's writing a novel". i told her that's called smoking dope. she said a boy my age should have learned to cope by now, by now. . she's got more bounce back than my, my stretch armstrong doll.
So Little
Oh, I just found out, I've been tripping on the shadows of my doubts. If you backed them up, the way we're taught to hide. A rage that's ripping at me from all sides.
Scared Of Highways
The Kansas sun, behind I left everyone. There was no getting over, no place to hide. With a future as open wide. As the shirt on Travolta in 'Staying Alive'.
Saturday Girl
She lost herself when the meds kicked in. Staring at a chair where her folks had been. All she wanted to tell them was 'I'm alright'. It's late and a stillness hangs on her hall.
Rico
I'd say for certain to watch over me. Phone rings at half past three. I'd say for certain to watch over me. When the phone rings at half past three. .
Red Cloud
climbing up, on a hill that they knew well. and on that hillside, like shadows they fell. long before, the need for bow and shield. when hope spread out like a Tennessee field.
My Town
You've got to bring it down. In my tribe, there's a way that everybody speaks. In my town, there's a wall that no one there can see. Nailed down, unwritten laws, say no one there can leave.
Given Up
Once I was lost for an ending. I'd end it to try to begin. Grit my teeth, close my eyes. Turn my outsides in. Put it out.... . If you take away the parts that make up the whole.
Empty Radio
I remember, kneeling before. Parts on the floor. Of the radio I took apart to find Elvis. But he'd left this building. . And I can't deny. Since then I've wondered why.
Dance
I said there's something in the way you move. That makes me think that I'm in love with you. There's something in the way you move. That makes me think I hate myself.
Coming To Grips
well, cindy oleo - the margarine girl. she says to me, "i don't like boys". i tell her i don't like them either, she tells me i don't understand. so i stand there and i stand there, yeah, but i guess i didn't know.
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