Lyrics:
taught if your CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire department
So you might not hear sirens at all
But don't be
Yeah why it sound like
Ran up out of Twinleaf
Got a Piplup on my hip (What?)
Ran up in yo' gym
I got that badge and then I dip (Gone)
Ran up in yo'
Nessie sounded deeply and swam for all she was worth
Nessie tacked east and she headed out for Moray Firth
Alright, baby
It’s a mystery why she left me
out this is Beck, and uh
Beck I wanted to ask you a question
I recently picked up this 10
Inch record of yours
It's called A Western Harvest
Field by
I don't want to worry you none but I got the hurt on the run
I just cut out the poison that was in me so long
Watching you tear out my heart only
to Hollywood
Say goodbye, say goodbye to Hollywood
I thought I had it all figured out, I did
I thought I was tough enough to stick it out with Kim
But I
on the carcass of you
They’re gonna cut it close
You know the ropes
They’re barely held together by the hearts she broke
She’ll beg and plead
Down on her knees
on the carcass of you
They’re gonna cut it close
You know the ropes
They’re barely held together by the hearts she broke
She’ll beg and plead
Down on her knees
the
score check Melba needs Moore since now she poor looks to get richer by
puttin' rap up in the picture I'll fix ya backwards blindfold step
KLICKOW' Your
gettin' me wrong, now,
You're not a bad fellow at all.
But you're out of her league so stay in the bleachers,
Son, you couldn't please her if you had it
throw your man out the door
I ain't no stranger, I been this way before
Put on your night shirt and your morning gown
You know by night I'm gonna
which says "God Bless All Here"
His guitar sounds like a wardrobe, and it's out of tune at that
His singin' voice it ranges from a sharp to a flat
He's
on cologne
I won't sit by the phone for you
Annie, keep reminding me
That he cut out my heart like a paper doll
Sally, tell me once again
How he set me
is alive
And it cuts like a sword through darkness
With a message of life to the hopeless and the frail
Breathing life into all who believe
The word is
the car
Well, Robert Moore sensed trouble, he'd seen it coming from afar
And Betty Coltraine she gasped beneath the table
Well, the sailor said, "I'm
feelings, I have no heart
Love always cuts out the warm and tender part
Love hurts so much
Love cuts so deep
It's a hot sweat and a cold shake
Like
Aye an' a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down
Ran it down by the home, and I flew
Well, it slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade
And I
around see the poison killing people by the score
You've got into something that's leading you nowhere, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it
on the grate in the evening, takes the chill away fine,
Cut the telephone line, the story's the same.
There's a worn red chair by the window that she found
records day in, day out
Making records day in, day out
And they say it's just a stage in life
And they say it's just a stage in life
But I know by now
as you're telling me â??forget it.â??
But if I could tear his throat,
And spill his blood between my jaws,
And erase his name out for good, don't you
Always Takes Me Back To You
Written by Gary D. Ward, Gary D. Ward, All rights reserved
Sometimes it feels like the past I recall
Was someone else’s
All of them boys think they hard
Tempur-Peudic
This shit here therapeutic
I'm sharp as razors, got my hair cut by Gary Gucci (Th-th-th)
He keep me very
Frenchman for the night
By: jimmy buffett, roger guth
1994
>from his driftwood castle
Comes a song I've heard before
A scratchy grammaphone
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