Lyrics:
Hold on to your toupees!
The end is coming closer now every word is said in spite
They ain't getting any younger they're too old to live by the knife
I´m fascinated by your love
Searching for my father
No one home inside
Searching for my father
Long time ago
Feeling deep within
Where has he been
All the hurt's been forgiven
the truth
What will you do? You can't deny the truth
What will you do? Away
You today how will you manage without your
Best friend by your side? You can't
to France
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?
I see a picture by the lamp's flicker
The joint was jumping and the mood was right
All the other cats think you're out of sight
Pocket Watch swing down by your side
You're dressed to kill
and I will
rise like the thunder to defend the Black Hills.
Land of cedar, aspen, and pine.
Land of the eagle flying on high.
Land of the pipe, medicine
and yellow.
Blue above, green below.
All are one within her flow
along the Blue Highway.
Along the Blue Highway, my friend.
Along the Blue Highway.
To return,
dear
You'll never see it for the evil that it's now become
And by the knife, when it strikes, I'll cut out your tongue
Illinois
Keira writes
Dear Butcher, my brother Dale and I have a favorite song and you never seem to play it
It's by the Niggers and it's called "He's My
If money grew on hackberry trees
If time wasn't such a luxury
If love was lovesick over me
That'd be alright
If I could keep the wind in my
Stick lies and rhymes about the old days
Keeping rich just to make new waves
I thought about it in a few ways
Pull back, took on the pale blaze
tongue now
And let them all listen to your silence
No need to listen to yourself
Maybe this one will pass you by
Or to anybody else
No need
She dries her tears by candle light
She seems to be here every night
She’s just that great
Yea, she’ll be OK, she’s alright
Picking up the pieces
at the crossroads or by humiliate
The man of blues can sell his soul
We'd rather party with the demons
Down below
Light up the marshall stacks
We're killing
(Woah, woah, woah)
Everybody piled in the back of a beat up truck
Riding down the road with the radio up
I got my arm around my girl with
How many moments have passed you by
How many tears have you let dry
Over every dream that you let die
How many things have you kept inside
How
Got the chance of a real good time
If you're by yourself, don't hesitate
Spent too long on a wooden fence
If you want to come don't have to wait
Placing your bet
Russian roulette
Your on your way
To ending our days
[Chorus]
Welcome to the new way
We want order by two
But I've given
Mutiny of self. Insurrection games convincingly performed
Incapacitated by physical thoughts acting out the will of tendon and bone
Have
Roll on
The hot music's growing burns, my head's playing tricks
I know it's going, going to my brain
Get burnt up before the feeling
(say
When the angostura runs a little low
And your gin has lost that soft and roosy glow
And time is rushing by, but it seems slow
Just live
So imminently visible, this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structure chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds
get cozy
By the fireplace
I need to hold her
A little bit tighter
'cause it's colder
In Minnesnowta
Yeah
Just had to let why'all know where we
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