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Albums:

Under the Pink + More Pink (Tori Amos) · The Pink Panther and The Return of the Pink Panther (Henry Mancini) · In the Pink: Music of Pink Floyd (Walt Wagner) · Pink Box: Songs of Pink Floyd (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Pink Panther/Return of the Pink Panther (Henry Mancini) · The Other Side of Pink: A Tribute to Pink Floyd (Controlled Bleeding) · Sink or Swim (The Waifs) · Sink (Floater) · Sink with Kalifornija (Youth Brigade) · Sink to See (Sink to See) – and 90 other albums »


sink 

I slip
In perfect pink and gold 
It contained you
Framing you so well
Slip
And though the night was cold
It was warm for you 
As far
I want to break to be beautiful
Seven long nights to think
A handful of words, a sleeveful of birds
Casually left on the sink

Crimson beads,
I thought about it everyday
While I was wandering in and out of the pink
You had to make another go
Cause you were drowning in your wonderful drink
always covered by the safety-pin
Where will the dimple be ? 

Every night we stay at home, my love and me alone
making wishes over dishes in the sink
the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything spinning 
You're beginnin' to think like a woman
Are swimming in pink linen
Again in the sink
Then in
the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything spinning 
You're beginnin' to think like a woman
Are swimming in pink linen
Again in the sink
Then in
Either in the lobby or the hallway wall
And everything spinning 
You're beginnin' to think like a woman
Are swimming in pink linen
Again in the sink
Bacardi
Stir it up as we turn on some Marley
If you want you can pet on my Harley
I sit you up on a kitchen sink
And stick the pink umbrella in your drink
Bacardi
Stir it up as we turn on some Marley
If you want you can pet on my Harley
I sit you up on a kitchen sink
And stick the pink umbrella in your drink
fucking and we only met last week
We're both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was working for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next week
order from pink dot
MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sink box
Wu Tang in corp your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like Bjork great hero Jim
Stir it up as we turn on some Marley
If you want you can get on Harley
I sit you up on a kitchen sink
Stick the pink umbrella in your drink
The way that
out your window"
I see a skyfull, I pull a rifle on them all
Pink sunrise in the wintry skies
All warm on the wings of a dove
She sinks and lands
glass stinks with ash
In the broken windows
Remembered bodies
Fill the streets with novels
And the brave boys pass by
In brave pontoons
And mark graves
the kitchen sink
The carpet was red, now it's faded pink
There was enough for the walls to drink

It's watching it change, it's somewhere in the house
It can't
mouth did 
I'd grab your head by your hair and I'd hack it off 
And put it on display at the front of the yard 
On a stick that's decorated with
already fucking and we only met last week
We're both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was working for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next
trying to hit the tank?
Your tomcat spray
By men is so rank
So for you I left a present:
Put a tampon on the sink

Yeah my hair's pink, I'm
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna play in my dirt?
Bitch stop my
bare-ass booty
She takes a drink, then her head starts to sink
She slobs on Bob while I play with the pink

My seven bizzos...(2x)
Seven days, seven ways,
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,
as you slowly sink
And there's no time to think.

In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity,
In secret, for pieces of change.
The empress
to hold 'em down
And I'm just wishing that it would fly by
It's like my whole world hits the ground
All I wanted to do is have a good time
Hold me under but
the sink 
I look in the mirror, the hole is pink
I'm trying to hold myself together, impossible task
My only question, how long will I last?

I, I, I,
she's had it
Snooped and found my stash in the attic
Not tickled pink she threw my my shit in the sink
My gut is rumbling now I have to think
My