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Albums:

Kix Mix, Vol. 13 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Kix (Kix) · Little Kix (Mansun) · Kix [Bent Remixes] (The Real Tuesday Weld) · Little Kix (Mansun) · Kix Live (Kix) · Kix Mix, Vol. 12 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rhino Hi-Five: Kix (Kix) · Cold Cold Heart (George Jones) · Cold Cold Heart (Hank Williams) – and 90 other albums »


I've seen everything there is to be shown
I followed her all the way home

I can't be too cool in a tree with my pants down
The air is cold and I've
but the quiet on the street 
Now I open my eyes to this 
Isolated walking long hard hours 
Winter cold just brings me winter showers 
It's so brutal
south rockall
Southeasterly veering wildly 7 or gale 8, 
Decreasing perception. Rain then showers. Drunken haze.
Cold comfort. Moderate becoming good
Never a heaven an age old question
Written from a cold place
I feel sour I need a shower
Or just a slap in the face
Circumstance has left romance
The revolving door
I'm stuck in it, my love
Your cold, cold heart that never opens
And never tires

What chance do I have?
What chance do I have?
an protect you body 
Can shower shower every hour hour 
A man dem a chat when dem mouth it sour 
Bring a umbrella an don:t labba labba 
'Cause I man a di
late for work,
The shower's cold you ain't got no clean shirt.
A cup of tea just might do the trick,
The milk's gone off by now feeling sick.
swing summers high
August shower after heat
Smell of rain on dry concrete

Feel the air turn cold around
See leaves fall blur the ground
Wet road
When I woke up this morning in a cold sweat
Death was telling me to follow his cue
Well, I woke up this morning with a regret
Of not spending
fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window
Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore
a tattered grimace
Our myopic gaze
Of a diaphanous tenet
Occluded all thought
Of solidity
Encircled by the frail cannon
Beset by the strength of support
fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window
Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore
fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window
Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore
fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window
Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore
come jiggy
I rock kix and swishees
Coppin' moet wit' two counterfeit fifties
What?
Dirty girl rhyme spit mucous
Speech uncoothe
And raise the roof
shoes
Pacing nervous like a hospital,
It's crowded in the corners of your shower stall
Turn the water off and climb out and over the sides
You will be
I can feel the murky grip
Of a cold depression comin' down
I can feel her hands around my neck
Shake me to the ground

Ice burn of the soul
In
fire and sleep

The devil moon took me out of Soho
Up to Camden where the cold north winds blow
Sucked along by a winter shower
To stand beside your
late for work,
The shower's cold you ain't got no clean shirt.
A cup of tea just might do the trick,
The milk's gone off by now feeling sick.
You're in the shower
When the water runs cold
You're staring at the mirror
When your face suddenly grows old

now you're falling down
The stairs
fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window
Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore
to you
Why do stars fall down from the skies
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

From the day that you were born
we're tortured by the sound
of failure in our ears, our deaf ears)

Now you push me
Hugging, hustling, hurling all
As we strain the cold
Strangles
my heart or just make it stop
You told me that you'd always love me true
But then I heard you told another guy too
Take a cold shower but the water
missed this land of hope and glory
Well, you poor, poor sod, here you're up sharp at six-thirty
Cold shower, down to breakfast, can't have you looking