Lyrics:
Slowly writhe up from inside it
Lowly miser dipped in iron
Tender side out to the aisle
Pressed to find my footing in the lacquered light
Invested
weighted kiss
If I'm not the best
Then I am nothing
If it's not from your lips
You might just be bluffing
Try to console me
With lacquered lies
Run your
across the lacquered ocean
She's calling out - hear her cry for help?
Turn the girl loose! She won't touch nobody
She ain't your mama. She ain't your
never stay
Breakfast skies
Bring curtains down
Upon a crumbling lacquered gown
A crumbling lacquered gown
Ooh talk to me I'll stay these vagabond
Hell sent and heaven bent
The kids are alright, but they're not content
They got the hot wheels and lacquered steel
The life's phony, but
rouble...
Gadopiatikna
Umba...
Women lacquered women
Women lacquered women
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full, round nose, lacquered steel case, white tip.
Tracer, round nose, lacquered steel case, white and dark green tip.
There are three basic models
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty
Caught like flies preserved for tomorrow's jewelery again
Lighted in the amber yard,
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty
Caught like flies preserved for tomorrow's jewelery again
Lighted in the amber yard,
I'm sittin' here and I'm wasting time
There jumps Jack, across the power line
Sittin' here and I'm losing time
Lacquered faced, and I can't read
When I see you lay down
Under pink lacquered skies
Baby I'll give you something
I'll shut your eyes to this mess
When I love you, baby
I mean
silver whisps cross my eyes
Silver whisps cross my eyes
Lacquered lashes frame blank looks
Black wingtips flash in lasting play
Shook quaked and glimmered
To brew and toil on this soil
Scraped and cut by spades and knives
Prisoner in this oaken chamber, lacquered in varnish and ebony teintures
Ivory linings
Swam from ships unsinkable
Grateful to the raspy wilds
Gifted sessions loathed from catwalks
Justified in lewd lack
Lacquered up in tree shade sun
Bo
Down here on the ground
Looking up at the pink lacquered skies
Watching the sun go down
The big orange blob
Opens up its eyes
And glances down
Lacquered radiogram
Plastic Beatle guitar
Upside down
Me? I didn't give a damn
Wanna be your equal (Not close not cigar)
That's what you think when
l'argent par les fenêtres
Jeter, Jeter, Jeter,
Jeter l'argent par les fenêtres
If it's got a pulse,
I've got my finger on it
Lacquered nails and a sheer
dames that sing but can't play"
Should I strum on rhythm guitar?
Demure a dress a dream for the day
You want an innocent gloss
Lacquered on a band you
S-s-s-s-s-satan
She says she danced for the Gods
But her dance is lacquered with sin
S-s-s-s-s-satan
She says lets waste our life
On a lovely light. . . C'mon
to see that I was never here at all
You race along the road to wherever you go
A lacquered head, a foreign tongue
To help oblige this need to belong
wants what
She wants what she wants
She’s an office administrator
A specialist spreadsheet terminator
Calculating just how hard to swing
Her lacquered
default positions
Lacquered, liquored, black boots, a split decision
She spent all her time showing pussy online
At little of that is normal
But that much
Weight-bearing root
Beneath her flesh
Her life-force
A perdition
Our guardians transfigure us with lacquered spikes of hate
Repulsing so beautifully
turning blue?
What’s he got on you
That’s got you turning blue?
Now President Trump, visage lacquered with gold
Does he got you on tape? Was she fourteen
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