Lyrics:
Can you relieve my doubts?
I hope so
Ask if I can't love me, how can I love you?
Well I'm a guidebook of things that I shouldn't do
Do you want me now?
haven't written the guidebook yet
A set of rules that really fit
We make our own up bit by bit
Seven levels below
Acknowledge if you will this peaceful
I could I would
Write a guidebook
Romanticizing All of the Past
If I could I would
Write a guidebook
Romanticizing All of the Past
If I could I would
They haven't written the guidebook yet
A set of rules that really fit
We make our own up bit by bit
Seven levels below
Acknowledge if you will this
up a long time
But it never seems to take
And I've got no guidebook for living in an angry world
I've got not guidebook for being a good man
But I've
sorry I apologize
Verse 1:
Left for dead (dead)
In the danger zone (zone)
And still expect you to make it home (home)
No guidebook (guidebook)
No
to me in those fantasies
And stupid golden fish
Take it slow and keep it cool
There's no point in rushing through
I flipped through the guidebook of my
of me tonight promise girl there is nothing left
Tell me how you want it
Girl don't you fight it
The guidebook to pleasing you
Girl Can you write it
Don't
a mere mortal
We can follow the guidebook
But can't see in the portal
Throw your hands up
Know the space around you
Was meant for all of us
Your place has
look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I slip and I'm mesmerized
It's easy to be lethal
Learning from the news
It's a guidebook for
look in your eyes
Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised
Yeah I slip and I'm mesmerized
It's easy to be lethal
Learning from the news
It's a guidebook for
the name
In the maps and the guidebooks is Amerigo
But everybody who still lives there still
Calls it Kinja the United
States acquired the island peaceably
the Portobello road
Burke's Peerage, The Bride Book, The Fishmonger's Guidebook
A Victorian novel, The Unwanted Son
The History of Potting, The Yearbook
For me to dwell in
Drinking coffee in the lovely old cafe
The dimly lighted restaurant where I sip my cafe au lait
Reading the guidebook to this
frillies she finds in the Portobello road
Burke's Peerage, The Bride Book,
The Fishmonger's Guidebook,
A Victorian novel, The Unwanted Son,
Black on black
A guidebook for the blind
Well now that I can see my eyes won't weep
Now that I can hear your song sounds cheap
Now that I can
Time was when an American about to go abroad would be warned by his friends or the guidebooks not to drink the water. But times have changed, and now
There's no kind of guidebook or catalogue
There's no kind of parallel or analogue
Soon you'll just be playing some tag-along
In the world of a girl in
Taco, Buffalo, Birddog and Jesus
Taking the ??? to see
??? guidebook
The hairiest thing we'd agree
They'd been driving a pickup from Plymouth
???
Roughin' it in the great outdoors
Guidebooks tell us where to go
Winnebago Warrior
Slow down traffic climbing hills
Thirty gallons to the mile
the guidebook doesn't go.
Watching the windows. Part of the side show.
[Chorus]
Where the money mens wallets bleed.
Where the fat cat sinners go for his
the guidebook at its say so
But some of my companions they would not get back in
They'd heard that heaven it was vastly over-rated
The weather here was warmer,
your demons
There are no guidebooks to teach how to behave
Just follow my voice and we'll leap out of this cave
We are the leaders to those alone in
of the open sea
Or the ivory bloom of a vigil flame, burned to static by the mass appeal
Grandpa was selling pop rocks and guidebooks, childhood from a shack in
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