Lyrics:
thoughts
The light of all that's good
The light of all that's true
To the fringes gladly
I walk unadorned
With gods and their creations
With
in
Hanging out, out on the rock'n'roll fringe
Speaking of running around
All over town, lettin' it show
That ain't no way to treat your lover
Just like the fringe on my boots
You move with every step I take
You walk in front of me to make sure
That I don't fall and break
My old heart,
was just your style
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile
I'm on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can't control
She's walkin' on the surrey with the fringe on top,
'Cause in her dreams she is far away,
In Oklahoma U.S.A.,
She walks to work but she's still in
an icy fringe on everything
And I cannot find the lines
Where's the beauty in the beast we made
Why the frost in the summertime
thoughts
The light of all that's good
The light of all that's true
To the fringes gladly
I walk unadorned
With gods and their creations
With
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown
Growing
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown
Growing
a prostitute
There were gold fringes on her wedding dress
That's my story, but not where it ends
She's still cute, and we're still friends
Down
player of a rock-oriented comedy group. Jeff's imagination has gone beyond the fringe of audience comprehension.
[Howard:] Jeff, Jeff, it's me,
a blown-out crack
WHO DIES TO SUCK THE FRINGE OFF OF JIMMY CARL BLACK!
might be free
But, their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves on the fringe of the grey North Sea
Oh, had they died by Pearse's side, or fought with
we're roarin' in
Hanging out, out on the rock'n'roll fringe
Speaking of running around
All over town, lettin' it show
That ain't no way to treat your
to our shrinks
Huh, they talk to their shrinks
No wonder we're up the wall
We're not stupid or dumb
We're the lunatic fringe who rusted the hinge
in
Hanging out, out on the rock'n'roll fringe
Speaking of running around
All over town, lettin' it show
That ain't no way to treat your lover
of the night
So send back your checks lest
You share the fate
Of Allen and Milton and Dwight
These Jack Ashes are drawing
The lunatic fringe assembling
Der, Ved evighetens Utkikkspost
The old star dies for us all
An equator of tragedy
Stick out your fistfuls of hope
And out there in the fringes
All of this is but the fringes
And these are but the fringes
And all the world hinges
On His grace and on His word
He speaks things into being
the fringe of the earth
Defender of the dawn the keeper of the night
Passing the woods where pines
Needles are black and deep are the roots
Piercing
Friday (baby needs some Strauss Brands)
Waking up in fringe time, tell me all about it
So I get up and swinge my party (I really think, strange Strauss)
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
The people like, Damn! That's a cold ass honkey.
Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine
Dressed in
up to the club like, "what up I got a big cock!"
I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so dang frosty
That
the fringes
And these are but the fringes
And all the world hinges
On His grace and on His word
He speaks things into being
And the spoken things
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