Lyrics:
on the embers (Woah)
Three story, red brick Victorian
True story, how am I gonna make it in
Twenty-two out of a grand, ain't no upper hand
Wish I really didn't
Living in my Victorian house
Issuing orders to butler and maids
The little one wears a dark blouse
Smiles and bows low and then she fades
Da, da, da,
before I belong
But I belong
It's a little trouble being happy with you
Let's run up Victorian towers like we're Mac and Bloo
Mess around and set the place
I sit in a victorian house
And though I'm not from here
I feel at home
When you're whole
You don't need another half
Everybody is looking for love
Queen Victorian lyrics display exquisite taste black African velvet that only time could Age rose pedal memories inside a swisher sweet funnel clouds
Watch violence on TV instead
Victorian sexual suppression
Can give you a penis erection
The church is no exception
It gave us a social infection
thinking about a new roof."" Prioritize. For the heck. I got this old Victorian house. My roof was such a nightmare that whenever there was any kind
singing Portuguese lines
Dancing naked in her bare feet
Sit by the victorian window
Welcome to San Francisco
San Francisco’s Cold
The city collides with
victorian, nigga
Hot summer days turned into hotter summer nights
Engaging in large amounts of plant medicine
Turned into some long summer flights
But it was
horrify
And haunt like the ghost of a Victorian housewife
Make that scare a small lonely child
Make that thing drip and puddle like the wound that
Takes
to bed
Such a victorian
I have dust in my locket
The people are talking
She's always ignoring them
She will mess with my head
My flowers are dead
She can
been
Back To The Future, hop in the Delorean
Have a knack for scooters designed in victorian
The Victorian era
I'm hot like the Sahara
Got a hamster in
Do you know who you are?
Looking like an Italian stolen car
The bad Victorian plains
c million miles away
I know who you I know who you
I know who
I passed out on a highway
Next to a Victorian church
Late winter is freezing
Colder than the lessons I haven't learned
And I'm taking the high road
Humiliate and murk one
A country in need where bloods don't bleed
What are you going to do?
Victorian, Georgian, Roman or Norman
Before the Gregorian,
overweight white guy doing eating tacos with ancho chile salsa for breakfast
Standing up this old Victorian’s kitchen wearing sweatpants and a Spiritualized
A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh
He captured it and brought it home
Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge
Royal beast did not
A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh
He captured it and brought it home
Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge
Royal beast did not
to the river, where Victorian ghosts pray
For their curses to be broken
We go wandering 'neath the arches, where the witches are and they say
There are ghost
you love
Descending Victorian stairs
I'm feeling like one of your photographs
With not even you left to care.
Have all your passionate violins
me at the Waldorf
Historian architecture Victorian
Riding in the past like you're driving a DeLorean
Hard times, never heard of those in the 'Bach
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz there ain´t no telling who will be there.
When I leave it´ll be like I found you, Love,
Descending Victorian stairs,
I´m
inside her head,
I saw a Victorian bed.
I took her to the fair green country,
I'm so weary of the life I've led
I'll tell you what we're gonna do,
We're
Sliding through Victorian tunnels
Where green moss oozes from the pores.
Dull echoes from the wet embankments
Battlefield allotments. Fresh open sores.
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