The Blood Brothers Lyrics
The Blood Brothers Lyrics
"Fuckings Greatest Hits Lyrics"
Mr. Blues Lyrics
When I come home at night I find him sitting there Looking at the paper in my favorite chair He's drinking up my coffee wearing my house shoes He's th
When I come home at night I find him sitting there Looking at the paper in my favorite chair He's drinking up my coffee wearing my house shoes He's th
Verse 1:
Ring out the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!
When the party blacks out again
you're still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin.
Slap the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!
Chorus:
Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
There's cake but no mout
It's Just Another Morning Here Lyrics
IT'S JUST ANOTHER MORNING HERE (Nanci Griffith) The telephone is ringin' in the middle of the night I pull the bed clothes higher Will i
h, conch but no sound,IT'S JUST ANOTHER MORNING HERE (Nanci Griffith) The telephone is ringin' in the middle of the night I pull the bed clothes higher Will i
glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.
Verse 2:
Ring out the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!
When they've pissed between every sheet of your father's bed
those tears have barcodes waiting to be scanned/scammed.
And when they've hurled every gutted couch cushion
"Le Petit Train..."
you're bobbing chlorine apples in the broth bucket of envy's gruel.
Chorus:
Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
There's cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,
glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.
Coda:
Ring! Ring!
The World Loves Us And Is Our Bitch Lyrics
You need some cokecokecokecoke inspiration For your seven year itch She said its just that your songs been playing too long The world loves us and is
Ring out the gong!You need some cokecokecokecoke inspiration For your seven year itch She said its just that your songs been playing too long The world loves us and is
Son now you've made it to the top of their list.
Congradulations your fucking's greatest hit!
Afterward:
Behind husks of leather, photo albums sheild their laughter.
You thought they'd make you breakfast the morning after?
Your fantasy season gangrened off the calander.