Lyrics:
I take my guitar and I hide myself off in the storeroom
Locking the door I tune up and try and I try
c book of old chords give their mystery away
your fingers on my spine and my head wide open
I freeze time in my mind and rewind
With no guarantee that she'll do the same, no
Lying on the storeroom
sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom
With leather straps across my chest
Sheriff, when the man pulls that switch, sir
And snaps my poor
sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom
With leather straps across my chest
Sheriff, when the man pulls that switch, sir
And snaps my poor
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff, when the man pulls that switch, sir, and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my
to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom
with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir
and snaps my poor head back
You
We got in the back storeroom
Happy trails to you
Happy trails to you
I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made
We got in the back storeroom
Happy trails to you
Happy trails to you
I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made
you're gone
It's now, it always was
Until we had to go
Well it sucks to seep it out
From the storeroom of my mind
All the colors that I wanted
more than a friend could ever be
Don't worry Jesus cares
Consider the ravens they don't sow nor reap
They have no storeroom or barn
Yet God supply all
The storerooms are full of hearts
This is the city of spare parts
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around in the storeroom
Living our life in the best rooms
Taking a trip cause we rocking
Loving and kissing we are romancing
Popping champagne we Are
the storeroom
the wander the streets on bike go exploring
alone for the summer just pounding the sand
maybe go to the cinema, the towne or the strand
or rent
not sow
Nor do they ever reap
They have no storeroom or a barn
Yet god feeds them as they need
Don't you worry about tomorrow
Tomorrow worries itself
for you
Listen to album promise wont bore you
Probably change your synaptic storeroom
How many times you fail to sort it
Fail again I beg of you for
my floor
Who plundered my larder and picked
My storeroom bare
I had fallen into
Some half-dead afternoon
Warm in your hands
When a veil fell
And began searching the storeroom
For supplies and armaments for this journey
I knew that these creatures
Had been reported up in the hills
By the beginning
arrogant rhymes
Dna made in god form inherited mine
I don't even have to write no more I swept floors
Cleaned bathroom lift boxes through the storeroom floor
him on a shelf
In a storeroom where the rabid creatures feed
I found another train, to carry me to Spain
Across the mountains that they call
flyin all over fancy islands we shoot ‘em down we want to try them but they taste so bad worst bird I ever had
My storerooms are filled my rats are kept
there lying still
Out of the storeroom till
cnd could not keep away, she justified:
My enemy lies in the gutter, it's the
Land of the free, where they
I got fired today
The boss said I'm lazy
But he's a little bit crazy
And what's he know anyway
He caught me having fun
In the storeroom with Daisy
(begin-gin-gin)
Now let the story begin.
Grade 9 I was exposed to bunking classes,
Choir practice, and storeroom parties,
Every lunch yi spy-2, beli lamba i
the streets hungry and tired
A concierge took pity as they passed by
You can sleep in a storeroom at the back
With the paper Mache donkey and angel decorations
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