Lyrics:
it's the same old story
Leatherbound glory
Greasy and slick you're filled with nasty trix
Pull one from the shelf that's been played on yourself
Out
to the bone
I'll leave the lyrics on the page
Hide it away, hide it away, hide it away
My leather-bound notebook's bursting
With words I'll never say
My head
Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books
Built up by heavy locked crooks
With unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic
Projected
Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books
Built up by heavy locked crooks
With unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic
Projected
the tower had opened the floodgates in vain
And the waves still came through
All the prizes and jewels they stowed away
And the leatherbound tomes
They had
down, oh yeah
The things he handed down
Yeah, I still got that bible, that leather-bound King James one
I swear, every verse, you've underlined
of Yachting
The leather-bound Life of Attila the Hun
Portobello Road, Portobello Road
Street where the riches of ages are stowed
Artifacts to glorify our regal
patience
I was given a giant leather-bound book,
Jammed with newspaper clippings
Thus the reason for this
Witch's invitation
With eagerness he
on the drum machine
- You can't get this at the truck stop right here
- That, that's special, that's special
- It's like a leather-bound book
- I never, I never
through the pictures in a leather-bound book and
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook
through the pictures in a leather-bound book and
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook
scraps for sale and the saddest songs
And a book of pictures, leather-bound
That showed a whale with a tusk a meter long
Well I asked the man who
Obscuring the picture
Analog mediums
Forgotten scripture
Leather-bound pages
Disclose what we lived for
Forced adaptation
Notice of foreclosure
Dragging us
of a pungent mahogany
A leatherbound moleskin, I wrote in some poetry
Scream into the speakers until my neighbors know me
I built the Eiffel Tower, invented
I love your spectacles
I'm entranced by your leather-bound book
I'm intoxicated by your flower crown
Yeah daisies are the best
Does it ever get
that I missed
My hands are older now
Wrinkled, cracked, and leather-bound
Those days if we had known
Where we'd end up would we still go
These
leather-bound to take account of my feelings eternal
Gotta write what gives me pain
What makes me bitter with rage
Mix in them thoughts that's strange
And all
It's got you leatherbound
I'm trying to be light and graceful
Guess I'm wasteful
And you don't wanna waste no
More time with me
You're being such
I took you home, a first edition
Leather-bound and golden leaved
As I skimmed you every night, in your margins I would write
The tale I thought your
in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook
Babe
It seems so long
at the end of the day
Ghost outside who caught you by surprise
Still turned your eyes away
Leather-bound mirror begged for ink
As galaxies screamed in silence
Though sky’s morose
And the clouds are mourning
Take my leather-bound journal to the Lethe
All the wayworn souls by that river won’t forget me
Frozen
In
when I bust it
Now she wants some motherfucking punishment
She thinks she wants some trouble
Double cuffed
Leatherbound
Permission to muzzle
Neither
a leather-bound
Oh you know me guess let's get a couple rounds
Sit down, roll up, pass a couple blunts around
I know, I know, I don't need to talk though
Got it
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