Lyrics:
all day
At night, they feasted on
Looted cattle
Beneath the cries of their victims
After whatever sleep could be had
They went back and killed
me a swaller
I'll pay you back some day.
The revenuers came for him
Slipping through the woods
Dooley kept behind them all
He never lost his goods.
taking control of my life
So long, so long?I donæ?° belong
Iæ?¦ leaving right now and not coming back
Too long, too long?been dragging it on
Iæ?³e got
back then
we wished that we were older
waiting for the summer
everything was new, when everything was fun
she would come over and slip into
Did you here about the man
Who wrote the story of his life
On the back of his hand
He gotta start his life over again
Look round for someone
a way to write back home
I feel the flow of electricity
Better call before the fuse is blown
- chorus -
I am a little an, explosion
I am that's all I am
your face comes back to me
Just like the theme of some forgotten melody
In the album of my memory
Serenade in blue
It seems like only yesterday
time leaving this town
I've been losing everything that I've found
I'm gonna search the sky, kissed the ground
Build it up and tear it back down
come trembling from our strongholds.
Understand, discern the spirits.
This is our quest to overtake enemies, taken back what's already ours.
Our
whirlpool will suck you up like
A person with a temper can [fuck] you up right?
Time to bring back down to syndromes
Custard in your eye like Bugsy Malone
You
the window
Like the lines across your face
There's a space where you were
(And you're back again)
There's a love that's not there
I tried so hard to see
[Chorus]
I'll give back the sorrow, yeah
But I'm keeping myself
My last blank notebook page
Is up on my empty wall
Where I write my story down
Then
and vital
So say goodnight, sleep tight, don't let them bite
Now I stand with the wind at my back
Every day brings a new breed of jackass
I was never good
shelter from the sun
Or the upper tax bracket
Here on the cul-de-sac, we are not giving back
Until the community repents
Because we can't afford to be
like truth and oil
Tangling in vine, I look away carelessly
Turning my head, I turn straight back to you
Surprised and teary-eyed, almost
it, sing about it
I've got your back from now on baby, you can count on me
Only one life, kisses all night
Kids round fountains, concrete mountains
Looking down from the apple tree
My hands tied in back of me
With this rope below my chin
We don't fear death my adrian
Trust me son that one
And back again
So timed
Watching like pulling teeth
So I will fight the bad fight
On what I'll call the good team
But in a bad fight are there good
you, it's you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be
called in sick on Monday
I was already of the next couple of days
Some bullshit escape
I was back to work on Thursday
Yeah, the fevers gone I think I
mom when she was young
Her face was shining brightly as the sun
The son who got away from her
But come back home again
To find a women wrapped
With
on her back
But I'm thinking that they'll
Have to get up early
Chorus:
Mary Mac's mother's making Mary Mac marry me
My mother's making me marry
Whose name I already forgot
Come back and tell me what has changed
Your fake blood and blonde
Do not compliment your face
Go get your gun, I'll get
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