Lyrics:
those things
Now they Tweet spicy as 50 wings
In the Streets fighting with thrifty fiends
Increased biting by 50 reams
Who needs writing to get this seen
everything now
You've got everything now
And what a terrible mess I've made of my life
Oh, what a mess I've made of my life
No, I've never had a job
lain
Who intimately lives with rain [Incomprehensible]
Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
Hoof prints and foot prints deep ruts the wagons made
The victor and the loser came by here
No head stones but these bones bring Mascalero
unless there's somethin' in it for you
Oh, I feel so sorry
I feel so sad
I tried to help you
It just made you mad
And I had no warnin'
About who
Who'll be the next in line?
Who'll be the next in line for a heartache?
Who'll make the same mistakes I made over you?
Who'll be the next in line?
if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Sat down up close
than Nietzshe
I'm sure you'd like to meet me
I am loved
By the maker who's so clever
I was made to live forever
Though my body turns to sand
ready for another shift
Your attention was diverted
By the girl who smiled and made the lift
The radio is blaring out
It's in one ear and then it's
corner's a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He's passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who's jealous he ain't got no grin
There ain't no time
the shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
With a shovel and a bag full of lime
I'll say the Devil made me do it
I look who's talking and I see
A big nothing
you'll never see, that the stars are free
Oh, we don't own our heavens now
We only own our hell
And if you don't know that by now
Then you don't know
house by the roadside
Made from rattlesnake hide
I got a brand new chimney made on top
Made from a human skull
Arlene, come on, babe
Take a walk
celebrated
But you tolerate it
While you were out building other worlds, where was I?
Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?
I made
When a guy's been made a fool of
By a gal who only wants to play
He goes to a lonely place where lovers
Who are broken hearted stay
They call it
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
The shattered soul
Following close but nearly twice as slow
In my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw
At those who admit defeat too late
Those were
I'll tell you the reason I sit here a-greivin'
I want you to know one by one
I've been defeated by someone who cheated
My heart out of all of it's
Tuesday night
In the right place and time
When the zeros line up on the 24-hour clock
When you know who's callin' even though the number is blocked
empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple
About the men who tried to cross that river by moonlight
And never was heard from again
Well, I just made it through the cane break
And I got one
fight the battle on.
Then one whose faith had died
Fled back up the mountainside,
But before the top was made,
A misplaced footfall made him stray
Hey old friend
Are you ok old friend
What'll you say old friend
Are we or are we unique
Time goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You
I'm a Russian hack by trade
A russian hack by trade
Blood in the water
Who's jumping in
The devil's made his final offer
Now the sharks are
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