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Hard Headed Woman (Elvis Presley) · Hard-Headed Woman: A Celebration of Wanda Jackson (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hard-Headed Fool (Corey Smith) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) · Ebertplatz 2020 Remixe (Mohn) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · 2020 Speedball (Timoria) · Shovel Headed Kill Machine [Limited Edition] (Exodus) – and 90 other albums »
It's hard enough to notice Harder still to react Just a stone's throw from the center of our attention We all fade to black Save me from
Everybody said Bobby was a little hard-headed. If there ever was a book on love, Bobby never read it. Suzy was a poor boy's dream in a high school
Unsettling shrill of a midnight scream It's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far When he went to investigate, the blood was boiling Under
Suga, c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal It started from my momma (yo' momma?) Hard headed and all She said, "Only the strong survive, Suga stay strong"
"Don't take it so hard we're headed for the North Pole" Next Xmas I passed by the bakery Staring out from on top of a cake Was jolly old Santa with
tell me, it's just about over Oh yeah So they tell me, it's just about over Oh yeah Man it's 20/20, uh It's gettin hard, to Main Street,
you're headed for the finish line Down in the depot out by the meat rack Down by the tunnels surrounding the jail Prisoners are marching in squares
Down in Decatur Where the haters get shown Ride around the spots Where the pot gets grown Now I'm feelin blowed Smoke by the zone Misfit dudes
Leroy was a farmer and an honest man Would have lived in Oklahoma all his days He just wanted left alone to work a piece of land But a hard
She's got dinner on the table at seven The kids are tucked in bed by nine-fifteen And she's headed for a hotel at eleven To meet a man her family's
[Chorus] They were forged by fire Hard times you get beyond Gives you an unbreakable bond Forged by fire When you pray to god, bet the odds And walk
is out, blood oozing out Some serving caine Knowing nothing about this murder game Its easily told but hard to hear When niggaz finally find
Matches, I need some matches 'Cause I've still got one old bridge I need to burn Teacher, I need a teacher There's a lesson my hard-headed heart
place left to hide Living in the fast lane no one's stickin' by your side Living the hard way Put your mind to rest And forget about living the hard
Daddy worked hard for his dollar He said some folks don't-but that's okay They won't know which road to follow Because an easy street might lead
can't see my way around the bend All the things I like to take Cost so much more than I make And it's hard keepin' even either way And so I'm headed for
the doorway. Whatever's left is headed south on 85. Passing families on vacation headed your way. They look so happy and alive, and I'm stopping by, Daddy.
longer have meat In the middle of the field at the height of the eclipse, When all that we could see were the fiery whips Of that hot-headed god,
t-shirt You were killing me in that mini-skirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks You had a sun tan line and red lipstick I worked so hard
Ridin' against the wind in East New Mexico His skin is dry and worn as the Texas plains He's headed where the air is thin and and the cold blue
full of Heineken drinking Yankees I'd rather be in Texas on my own [Chorus] So we were southbound 35, we were headed down the road, Hit
There I was at the bus stop begging you just to stay Can we work this out, baby we can work this out A dust trail from a Greyhound headed for
The blind stares Of a million pairs of eyes Lookin' hard but won't realize That they will never see The P (You must be goin' blind) Give me
Invested in this child Spoiled and stained by proud divinity Gaining at best the perspective and wisdom Of not even a fleeting century We have now
on the nights that never end She's hard 16, soft to the touch, but she's seen too much She's hard 16, will her soul run dry by 17? The face of innocence