Lyrics:
we're ready for the fall
Guided by celestial light
Somewhere out there
We know there's something more
cre we just flesh and bone?
cre we just flesh
Corp.(ASCAP)/Waifersongs, Ltd. (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved/Used By Permission
Suzanne Vega - vocals, riff guitar
Bruce Thomas - bass
Jerry Marotta, Pete Thomas -
You got me by the skin and bones
You got me by the skin and bones
You got me by the skin and bones
Don't let go
The day was long, the night was slow
won't know me by my skull or my rib
Locked in, clocked out
Yeah it is what it is
When it all boils down there's nothing but bones left
When it all
Songbird
© Taasha Coates & Tristan Goodall 2008
Universal Music Publishing Pty Ltd
Songbird with your bones of dust
Your wiry notes, your cage
into stone
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Thinking back to the season before
Looking back through the cracks in the door
Two people
with the girl by his side
The arc of a love affair
His hands rolling down her hair
Love like lightning shaking till it moans
Hearts and bones
Hearts
no tame swing (gotta get mark)
Insane, so many hoes done took ah loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone
Well it's the #1 Assassin
Provin' a point to many people
Some claim to be assassins
But to Bone there is no equal
And Bone will stand alone
And buck down
an alchy and you know it, take a swig
Now take a muthafuckin' gulp for the Bones, swig it
Hog it, dog it, or just leave that shit alone
I gotta get my buzz
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
[Playa] Yeah, ha ha ha
[Playa] Yeah tell 'em what time it is
[Bizzy] Bone Bone Bone Bone - it's Playalitical (it's Playalitical)
[Bizzy] And Bizzy
to those bones
Bones, from out of the closet... moving
Bones in the night, lit up by the moon
Where are you going?
Move those bones
Shake those bones
Sway
wider by the hour, living close to the bone
Living close to the bone, close to the bone
Living close to the bone, close to the bone
Living close
to London flight
On a cold Italian
Their London flight had been
Delayed by two hours) standing in the queue
Who would've thought that this innovative new
Idea
Bone bone bone bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment
Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.
(BMI) and Renleigh Music Inc.
* Copyright (C) 1972/1986 by Sydney-Bron-Music Co. Ltd.
Published in the USA by Intersong-USA
Hey baby it's tough to be Bones McCool
Hey baby it's tough to be Bones McCool
You sit all day by the Tungsten King's pool
He's very nice but it's
with me?
Be my lazy bones, be my lazy bones
I'm okay with you, are you okay with me?
Be my lazy bones, you're my lazy bones
If music be the fruit
you’re really gone,
Bone to bone
Years pass us by to the beat of a drum, just my guitar singing our songs
I’m off to the next town cold as a stone;
like the sea's never seen
Deserves to be avenged by his flag of
Skull and bone
Skull and bone
Skull and bone
Skull and bone
All trembled before
(We got London on da Track)
We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs
It's the thuggish ruggish bone
It's
Blue skies, bone dry
(Bone Dry, been surfing high)
(Above the ageless)
(Frozen in time)
(All the faces, places gone by)
(Motionless eyes)
Bone bone bone bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment
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