Lyrics:
losers,
And guitars get chicks and,
Now when I feel like a loser,
I take this out and sing wonderwall by oasis.
I play mostly covers,
Cat stevens
really a prism i guess
It just broke in a funny way
I found it on my way from texas
Headed for l.a.
This guitar was given me
By old man thomas gray
plays the guitar
Never had friends but me and Franklin was dawgs
Somewhere between insane and famous, guess my brain's a little off
I'm in
Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male
You make me so happy, make me want to play my guitar
You make me so happy, just by being who you are
You make me so happy, you give me a joyful song
Don't ever play that song again
I swear to god it's true
I'll go all blank, I'm seeing red
Counting the idle times
From a hard-headed babylon
Hoverin' by my suitcase
Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night
A heavy rain a fallin'
Seems I hear your voice callin'
"It's all right"
nights could turn to
Restful days with you
Might play guitar
But damn your records
Play all day
Keep runnin away
We stayed up late
And watched the cars fly
inside my pocket
I'm living by the moment
Play a round of cards
Room full of ghosts
Let me read your palms
Watch the future roll
Sing a thousand songs
By
some working clothes cause I ain't
making money going fishing Like I'm paid at the factory
If I could pay all these bills with my guitar
Then I would
a song to sing to you
c shooting star heard my guitar
I waved and said that I'm ok
I just need a day so far away
To write my love for her and play
moment feels like a dream,(in My Dream)
With you by my side, everything gleams.(everything Gleams)
**Pre-Chorus**:
The way you laugh, the way you
could afford Little sister don't you steal my steel guitar
That's a crime by far, it's just envy of me becoming country star
Jealous what you are, married
will pass you by
Get your guitar and a good song
That's all you really need to ride
On that rock-n-roll pain train
I can't slow it down
The music
not my problem
He can go take a hike
I'm going to the bar
I'm gonna play guitar
Sing about the plains
Sing about far away
Far away
Far away
Far away
I
your love
Amina
Girl I swear that there ain't nothing sweeter
She like it when I dey play on my guitar
You be my muse yeah
Other girls but you know that
sorry baby
You thought that we were just friends
But i came here just to play your guitar
Didn't think it would go far
Just to end up in your arms
My
This is the story of a man
Who’s walkin’ old days
With a guitar in his hand
Some might think he was on that train
He was leading by the moonshine
Are
My grandpa had a rifle that he took from a Vietcong
But he pawned it on a guitar when he got back from Saigon
Every now and then I think about him
it alright if I play my guitar right here?)
Every time I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don't want me
When you get home, you call me
a coffee bar
I took a trip down Charing Cross Road
With my imitation Gretsch guitar
And my head full of songs and my eyes full of stars
I saw a band
I got blunt wraps by my bed
I fill them up with my meds
I just bought a guitar I can't play
She just wanna play with my head
I got demons on my legs
Hoverin' by my suitcase
Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night
A heavy rain a fallin'
Seems I hear your voice callin'
"It's all right"
joined the social whirl
Became procurer of young girls
Then I would have my own bordellos
My record would be number one
And I'd sell records by the ton
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