Lyrics:
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
through checkpoint B.
That's when I got shot in the ass
By the US Military
Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs
Mine blew up you see.
Where are all
figured,
I figured I'd get 'em somethin before he dies and rots on me ya know?
Ah, well perhaps you can use a gift yourself?
Well, I'm not much for old
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
from me
And disappeared in darkness
Humiliating me by its scorn
Did it want to test my strength,
My will for choosing this side of the mirror
Hey there, Mr. Personality, was everybody wrong to think
That you would have the world on it's knees
Or perhaps we were too blind to see that all
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
it doesn't mean I care
Beauty's a fruit spoiled by the world
The kind of a girl men kill for
Polished and poised, proper miss thing
Hangin'
wires
Pullin' down strongholds, labeled as carnal desires
You got me crazy crossin' up my wires
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen to you
It had to be done!
Conspiring web, killing me, the end.
Let me haunt you, a chilling tale.
Street cracks feed. Spilt blood bleeds.
Perhaps we=B9ll
not believe
When she got off same stop as me
I'd not forgive myself if I
Let this chance just pass
By, I thought I would die
My, my butterflies
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
The passenger window framed you like a screen,
And deep in my mind I was filming a scene,
Of the land rushing by, your shades, and your hat.
I
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
and a court of drugged up nodders and quoters
Namefucking fame on all photos, all cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters
Now when you're a star,
would've stopped then, perhaps it's too late to say
I could've loved you, I sat by you in history
This life is so short, now you're just a memory
Steel
Made pale by putrid light and shadow
Your face reminds me of the dead
Just a little less beautiful with twice the rot
I guess I'm seeing through that
dreams away
And tell me her tomorrow will never become today
I say I used to know a woman just like you,
Beautiful but jaded by the multitude of men
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
And perhaps once more to be
Sleeps...
In the land where dreams are reality
And reality is no more to be
If thou from 'ere canst see
- Solitaire reality -
Winter
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
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