When I shall cross over the dark rolling tide oh what a glad meeting there'll be For close by the beautiful pearly white gate my loved ones are waiting
It's only been an hour but I think I feel the power Tell me where do you guys wanna go to Well, I could go for that but I need to buy a hat I think I
Hey fair weather friend, You know you're ripping me down again, And I don't care what you say, I can tell when we play, That you don't believe in me,
You think I don't see you but I do Creepin? around with yer hot pants on And them patent leather shoes Please forgive me, baby But I've been up here too
Lets write a song, baby My balls are bigger than a dynamite satchel of pain, Now sit your ass in the chair and I'll tell you my name, My daddy always
Just tell me his name, just tell me you didn't get laid on our bedroom And was it the same? Just tell me if his dick is bigger than mine Do you remember
She stands on the deck hear To watch all the landslides She's waiting for myrtle Can't wait 'til she drives by She's focused on football Making her plants
amount to zero But I thought that you'd love me anyway I'm so not even worth it But baby, no one's perfect Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Hey there, Mr. Marlboro man, what you gonna do When there's nobody left but your choke smoking self to abuse? Hey there, Mr. CEO man, where you gonna
Bumping around in the back In the dark I see people Huddled around the girl She is the one in the back of the bar With a photo of Nixon and Mary-Jane
1, 2, 3, 4 My name is Randall No, I don't think I've met you before my friend I don't really know you But I heard your message on the answering machine
we had our hearts tricked we had it all worked out we had the bad years planned in advance we had our hearts tricked we'd worked it out but then it
the head is shot the nerves rubbed raw like a tooth sharpening cannibal i'd eat the heart that beats in fear so it could never keep me here i'm working
hey angel can we dance on the edge of this disaster? can we move on in spite of what we miss? we're gasping suffocating trying to exist the escape
One more song for the broken hearted A dream so true that soon departed and was cast aside to yellow and dry up All the people you were up above That
So what once seemed so drastic is now common place And they're driving machines down the lines on our face There's no shame, there's no mercy, not even
Maybe we're the lucky ones 'Cause we can choose to turn it off Maybe we're the lonely ones 'Cause we decide to shield what's soft I'm sure you'll
give me your heart, give me your head... or i'll keep coming back give me your hair, give me your skin... or i'll keep coming back i'll take your friends
