Lyrics:
Oh, I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused
But since their wings have got rusted
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes
But when
Oh, I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused
But since their wings have got rusted
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes
But when
rusted (rusted)
Termite problem making you disgusted (yuck)
When your front window is busted (hey, hey, hey)
Just one name that's always trusted
I'm
on the rusted plow
Rain on the rusted plow
And these fields they dream of wheat in the summertime
Grandchildren running free
And the bales of hay at the end
a rearview town
Broken hearts and rusted plows
Roots ripped right up out of the ground
Never thought I'd ever leave it
Oh, it ain't nothin' what it used
current got too heavy
I always thought I'd be a heap of metal
And a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted
Rusted and ropy.
Dog-eared old copy.
Vintage and classic,
Or just plain Jurassic:
All words to describe me.
Relaxed in the knowledge
That
It ain't nothin' but a rearview town
Broken hearts and rusted plows
Roots ripped right up out of the ground
Never thought I'd ever leave it
It
the rail is rusted and the road is long
I said, "The rail is rusted and the road is long"
And that blue train won't bring my baby home
I hear that whistle
inside
Weary soul, lift your eyes
To a city where life will never die
This rusted world can’t satisfy
There’s nothing here that will survive
The night
Movie stars
And magazines
Life is good
Grass is green
Come ride with me
Down 62
'Cause all I want
Is to be with you
Past rusted out
core components
Underground
Here's to hoping
We all drown
My rusted pieces
The broken sound
We're all robotic
Counting down
The void of space
To rule Discordia
From a throne of skulls
With rusted crown
Surround me Gan
In your white light
Give me your strength
To get me through
Help me stand true
place of eternal fight
The blackness in me takes hold - soon to rise
The dreams I had were only for a child
Now I'm a man rusted - a misanthrope
Look
of discouraged trees
Upon the rusted throne of my existence
Here I am alone under a funeral sky
So I count the hours on this rusted throne
Until the sun will burn
in the bank
Rusted out truck with some gas in the tank
Corn on the farm, hay in the stable
Beer in the fridge and food on the table
Gotta pretty little
All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile
if you could only find out anyway you oughta feel
all the way to Jericho in a rusted auto
lookin
I'm just another heart broken
Among many
Stowed away
Writing songs in my bedroom
Rolled Sleeves
Creased shirt
Cutting out cardboard
Rusted Capos,
the clutch and gas
I climbed inside cut it on and proceeded to haul ass and it was a
Flat black rusted out Chevy big block with a step side
Get'n side ways
Droppin diamonds nothing softer
You can tell how I was brought up
Push the limit from the start up
Maneuver smooth can’t get caught up
Turned rusted
And why's this rusted out truck's
Spinnin' dust in the gold
Sittin' next to an angel sent
To save my soul
When I'm lookin' at my baby
What's the point
the next sacrifice
Seppuku the yung samurai
The black night about to say goodnight
Bleeding out from a rusted knife
(YUNG GR!M)
Am I high? not yet, I'm just
The hands of time move much too slow to see
The way that the wheels getting rusted
Waiting here for you
Won't stop won't stop this feeling
I go to leave you
in the Rust Belt fire
A life worth living is long overdue
My rusted belt just don't shine like I'd like it to
Smoke, soot and fire tattoo my skin
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