Wondermints Lyrics
Wondermints Lyrics
"Libbyland Lyrics"
Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek Lyrics
Let's just stop, drop everything, (forget each other's names) forget each other's names, And just walk away. Turn around and head in different direction
Let's just stop, drop everything, (forget each other's names) forget each other's names, And just walk away. Turn around and head in different direction
(D. Sahanaja)
Once again they played the pawn.
Seems the overtime's well-spent.
Sacrifice your sunshine for the rent.
Never had the guts to question why.
Makes you want to shrivel up and die.
So every time the world's a-stutter,
Libbyland's a place you can call your own.
This song appears on nine albums, and was first released on the Aerie Album, then The Country Roads Collection and The Rocky Mountain Collection Albums, and has also been re
Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.
It's funny where their interests lie -
In God and platinum we trust,
'Til you feel just like a speck of dust.
Rumor has your title up for sale,
And if you must succeed, your friends must fail.
So ev
Trial Lyrics
eyes strain, my eys, life spent, lost, you set yourself above, holding all in with fear, in time youll see what you set above, on your tower on high, always stan
ery time the world's a-stutter,eyes strain, my eys, life spent, lost, you set yourself above, holding all in with fear, in time youll see what you set above, on your tower on high, always stan
Libbyland's a place you can call your own.
And if you find your road is cluttered,
Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.
You're in the eye of the psyclone,
Where foolish angels fear to go.
They'd never know that your revolver was set to unload.
Ex
Humphrey the Whale Lyrics
CHORUS Humphrey the Whale should have GPS, Humphrey the Whale should get GPS. (DRUM SOLO) CHORUS So you’re not stuck in the Sac
plode!CHORUS Humphrey the Whale should have GPS, Humphrey the Whale should get GPS. (DRUM SOLO) CHORUS So you’re not stuck in the Sac
Slip into another world...
It's a place you can call your own.
And if you find the world's a gutter,
Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.
The leprechaun's your ticket-taker,
Libbyland's a place you can call your own.
So say goodnight, you mischief-makers -