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Eventually (Paul Westerberg) · Eventually (Tame Impala) · Eventually (Paul Westerberg) · 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) · Only Ghosts [Hot Pink Vinyl] (Red Fang) – and 90 other albums »


Hot pink volcano in the heart of the tornado
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free

And it
a little bit better
In my pink sunglasses
You can try 'em anytime you need a change of the weather
At $9.99, I'm perfectly disguised
When I'm walking by
How pink volcano in the heard of the torndao
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free
of anything

We're just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually

We got by, though we never needed much
A sliver of hope,
(Aye, lemme get a 8th a dat,)
(You know what I'm sayin' pourin' up by da treys)
(Yea aye what ya sippin' boy, aye what ya sippin' boy)
(Zone 1,
of anything

We're just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually

We got by, though we never needed much
A sliver of hope,
sitting there in my pink toenails

I've got my walkman and my Cosmo and my ticket to ride
All I need is my box of chocolates and you here by my side
that pink has turned to blue
And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue

She was always by my side and never tried to leave
pink flamingos, pink flamingos

People slow down when they drive by
They wave and smile but there's envy in their eyes
We ain't rich and won't be for
face,
But they'll get theirs eventually,
And I hope I'm there.

Surrounded by familiar faces with no names.
None of them know me
Or want to share my
Knowing things that I do 
And showing myself to you 
My habit-forming, tradition-ignoring ways to you are fine 
Well I'm tickled pink to think
And it starts like this
We crave to be kissed by a moment complete in its happiness
Far away from the things that we wish to escape
That lead us
you gonna write ?
Some ?
What you want tonight?
Someone who'll go and get by ?

They're just little pink plastic bags
Blowing on a highway alone
He eats boot black rotted on a 
Piece of white bread
He did the Pink the Pink Elephant

Blinded by the sauce you know 
I'd rather stay bent
bitter) when I get to the safe house
Hanging rhyme
Hang this crummy blitz trad. by its neck
Pink press threat
I escaped the pink prole effect

Gent in
fool you man I can take care of me
When you see a flash of pink go flyin' by
The next thing you know there's a taillight your eyes
Everybody wonders
And it starts like this
We crave to be kissed by a moment complete in its happiness
Far away from the things that we wish to escape
That lead us
You reach
It can happen to you
It can happen to me
It can happen to everyone eventually

It's a constant fight
A constant fight
You're pushing
You reach
It can happen to you
It can happen to me
It can happen to everyone eventually

It's a constant fight
A constant fight
You're pushing
She's really turned on by the television and vice versa
Here's a song called, and it still can be described
Yes, right, rearranged though
the motor running and parked by the door

Yeah, I was foolish and wild
She was classic and regal
We were fresh out of school
Both barely legal
We were
You reach
It can happen to you
It can happen to me
It can happen to everyone eventually
It's a constant fight
A constant fight
You're pushing
Eventually the truth is plain to see 
Another year's gone by 
Oh my God it's part of me, this burning anger 
I feel the fever rise, fill my heart with harmony
appealing
At the skyline of chancellor pink

Each guest is shadowed
By my keen and silent marrow
As I spy their mood to question what they think
that pink has turned to blue
And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue

She was always by my side and never tried to leave