Lyrics:
back home
and there?s a hole in your pail
{CHORUS} and the wind kicks in
the way she loves to wail
and it?s howling a gale
it?s howling a gale
BABY, WE'RE STRONGER THAN THAT
WE'RE STRONGER THAN THE FAIRY TALES, DIAPER PAILS
LACK OF HEAT, URGE TO CHEAT
SHATTERED HOPES, TIRED JOKES
now what could serve as warning.
And I'd often seen it, rotten wood and broken bricks,
A long rope and a pail, and a hole going straight to hell.
Morrison, Jack Nicholson. Add a bloody pail of nitro and you got Mickey and Mallory!" [Kid #1:] "I'm not sayin', you know, I believe in mass murderer or that
really
Knows everything.
Candy wisdom in the way. In
Your lunch pail in your mind
You'll find-
Tastes like nothing in the world today.
And you
and the sky turn blue
I got no pail, no sail, no anchor, too
Just a leaky little boat
And as I wake I look around
I have no notion where I'm bound
So
the stations
Dime store fangs and dirty wings
Lap dance from the boys choir
One by one
Petticoats and pails
The milk maid up the back seam
Ghosts against
red streams
Across her back
Her bare feet step over the split stones
Past the water pump and the pail
Round and round the paint flaking empty house
you slacking
Better not catch my eye!
Ten rotten francs your mother sends me
What is that going to buy?
Now take that pail
My little `Mademoiselle'
just to get to his own
Now I sit down and eat my dried meal,
But I have no milk, what to put in my pail
Now I have no butter to sop with my bread
Anahorish, soft gradient
Of consonant, vowel meadow
After image of lamps
Swung through the yards
On winter evenings
With pails and barrows
Those
Gazing through the fog to the other side
They booked me on a whim and threw me deep in jail
With no bail, sitting silent on a rusty pail
Just gazing
on destroying what they've lost.
I craw the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall;
my pail has sailed into the sea: no joking hopes at dawn.
White bone
scheme bigger than a whale
Two tears in a bucket still just a nother' drip in the pail
You don't get you will get it in the mail
Long all you got ya'
a long day in the sun
I slopped the pails
& I beat the nails
But I still got a long way to go
I tried the a verse as the be verse
I took the see
beautiful thing.
No silver pail to catch them in.
So ends this tale you did not win.
one way ticket
Got a one track mind
Pail disposition
Sell to me without a soul
I'd throw the book at you
But they throw me at the floor
Take a walk
crusty petals are prying away
Pails of cheer have become stains
many ways to Ohio
There are tickets to here and there
Hear that its pretty this time of year
From the latches on your lunch pail
To shoulder
garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peep
My girl's retro [x3] my girl's retro [x3] scooby doo lunch pail in her hands just like the six million dollar man looks good in adidas
giants' whisper,
No life coloured the vision of a newborn Spring babe.
My cellar-water dripping into a pail
And I lifted my piece of summer
Like
your play
On the beach there were pails and sand
A helium balloon tied to your hand
Now from the Hamptons to Hollywood
Your pleasure's not as free
you were here."
[Deacon the Villian]
So come on down, show and tell with some southern belles
tricks with treats you don't keep in a pumpkin pail
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