Lyrics:
when you know what you want, you keep your head up yeah, you look at the sun, you stopp hiding beneath fringes he who just lingers on and on, just keep
the dull streets shine orange
And all of their smiles have squirms on their fringes
Drove out to the ghost town, where the dull streets shine orange
All
what lies behind the fringe of the woods
dust to dust so we leave for good
when all has gone to blazes i start to run
until i find paces that
Scotland says
it's still raining hard
in the highland
though there's nothing going on
i hear the truck and train
now,let's have
our fringe-hair cut
just like
pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so dang frosty
That people like, "Dang! That's a cold ass honky"
Rollin' in hella deep
pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey."
Rollin' in, hella
from Scotland says
It's still raining
hard in the highland
Though there's nothing going on
I hear the truck and train
Now,
let's have our fringe-hair cut
goes
dive in straight
don’t wanna wait
cuz time moves slow
(on & on & on &)
C
and it’s all settling in
we’re on the fringes now
so tie it up, sever it
on the fringes
I'm trying to smile more sobriety helps
Most of my clothes have worn thin
I think it's time for a change
I just want to peel back all these skins
knowledge I'ma mold 'er now
Trick a little dough buyin young girls fringes
Dealin with the dope fiend binges, seein syringes
in the veins; hard to explain,
Educated street knowledge, I'ma mould her now
Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes
Dealing with the dope fiend binges, seeing syringes
In
your style
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile
I'm on the fringes of the night fightin' back tears that I can't control
Some people
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
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
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
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
he's a gunfighter
The last of this breed
And there's ghosts in the
Street seeking revenge
Calling him out to the lunatic fringe
He's out in the traffic
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
a blown-out crack
WHO DIES TO SUCK THE FRINGE OFF OF JIMMY CARL BLACK!
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