I had ducked out of the rain Into Maria's wedding day And I sat there with her friends And with her family And I was happy I wasn't someone they'd invite
bed clothes, why am i in bed clothes? watching out the window watching what i don't know on the fire escape now hands they start to shake now ready for
We were on some endless chases Living out of old suitcases It was showin? on our faces True And we barely both remember How we made it through December
Verse1: High school ring, High school ring, Who would have guessed it was a homicidal thing. Crying crying crying on your front porch swing. Eyes swollen
The morning belonged to the grapefruit Ripe in the gold Rome sun I throw out the rind It's just bitter to me Done, done, done. The skyline is made of
South China moon What you trying to prove Shining like a light, in the night Put a thought in my head, Make me worry instead Burn a hole in my bed Out
La la la la la la la la la. Shanghaied. La la la la la la la la la. Shanghaied. It was a cryptic conversation. Suddenly, I'm rolling in the dirt.
There was a rooftop brawl, and I twisted my own arm. I had been working in the mirror on my charm. And in the silence, I started laughing again.
He was the sun, He was the moon, He was a rat in two bit shoes. Stick to your jaws, Throw out whats his, Pitchin' a fit... Here is a picture, Add to
They've just a single stinger To use it costs them life They know they'd better mean it They'd better be precise But I can sting again and again, as wanton
I was found out in the rushes, Like a can of paint and old paintbrushes, Like a ribbon wrapped around an old latch key, Wicknor-Whatnot that's what you
Today, you are unlucky and that's the way to be You know, at best, it's just a test of your tenacity Answer with a mumble That's good enough for me
On the night in question you took from the records from your record collection and smashed them into pieces, pieces on the ground. And you didn't even
I don't know how long I stayed in bed The day is surely dead And once again, I'm sleeping with the book I read And colorfully and candidly, it points
I better get to packing It's time to leave again And I'll send you a postcard Of everywhere I've been It's what I got out of hand (I get along!) I carry
Abe Lincoln, God bless him Did his best to end depression Good thinker, smart talker Very tall man, very fast walker Oh, lord, what a shame Got shot down
The day the great explorer came The countess slapped the kitchen maid And snapped at her, "Bring the plates out faster!" The count sneered down as he
Darlin', begin to see the sunshine Let it turn, let it brighten your day Everyone's in to see the sunshine Cause it's never, ever going away And we danced
