Lyrics:
She was lookin' like a friend of mine
The first time I saw her face
I was approaching at the end of the line
The first time I ever saw her smile
Lost in the shuffle, I've drifted and strayed
Bruised by the city, bewildered, betrayed
With a heart heavy laden with faltering strides
I have
Team by team reporters
Baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
Look at that low playing, fine, then
Uh oh overflow, population common food
But it'll do save
enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with
scenes
Then one morning he was gone and our story reached an end
But his words still linger on on whispering waves
Aah, ahh, ahh...
By the shore
be sure
I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy Lamour (yeah, get in line)
Off on the road to Morocco
Hang on till the end
sure
I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy Lamour
(Yeah, get in line)
Off on the road to Morocco
Hang on till the end of the line (I
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only
written
It's the end of the line, let it be done
Step by step, the horseman will ride
Beware as false God deceives
Step by step when the white horse
no malice
Tow the line
Keep it fine
Every man seeks this end
Valhalla, you are calling
Valhalla, you are calling me home
Valhalla, new day dawning
back
Coming down the
Track, track, track, track
Little red caboose behind the train
Last car on the end, end, end, end
Racin' round the bend, bend,
turn that truck around right at the Georgia line
And I count the days and the miles back home to you
On that Highway 20 ride
A day might come
ain't got the funds, to live to the end of month
Bet them shinny rims, got you feelin like the man
Lil Kevin call ya by your first name, remember you part
of the days gone by
Bye-bye is too late
Cry, cry is heartache
Bye-bye, the days gone by
In the end we'll see
How much of the party we've missed
up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
The party never ends (yeah)
Family function, ain't no friends
Had a line around my ends
Turned 'em into
taken hold of my heart
And, boy, I do. I got my eye on you
Boy, I do. I got my eye on you
Boy! Now I, I've reached the end
End of the line
Baby,
Let's have a hand for that young cowboy and wish him better luck next time
I hope we'll see him up in Fargo or somewhere farther down the line
This
I'd cross every line in the world for you
If life's a race, I'm gonna go the distance
If at the end of it, there's a yellow ribbon
I'll just keep
[Otis (& then Melvin - spoken)]
By and by, you knew that you make me cry. (By and by, knew you'd make me cry)
And my love for you will never die.
Did you hear the horns ring
Do you hear the chaos the hosts bring
The great worm is near
Looking deep inside infusing fear
Facing the offspring
a phantasmal presence in the aether unseen.
Unearthly begotten offspring of gods adrift in the sentient void.
Once made flesh there is no returning.
In
posters going up in flames
Let's have sex without birth control
Sell our offspring to some dirty old men
Let's play Big Black at 3 AM
And tell the neighbors
Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom
While she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists
I'm
And a toast of the wine at the end of the line
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And a toll of the bell for the next one to die
Back in the coal fields of old harlan county
Some talked
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