David Byrne Lyrics
David Byrne Lyrics
"Miss America Lyrics"
Work It Out Lyrics
[1st Verse] The temperature got tempers flaring people sweat when the weather hot They argue and they fret a lot then set up the plot To whet up the blo
[1st Verse] The temperature got tempers flaring people sweat when the weather hot They argue and they fret a lot then set up the plot To whet up the blo
I love America, her secret's safe with me
And I know her wicked ways
The parts you never see
Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although you have a reputation
Can I afford to move above my station
I'm not the only heart you've conquered
And I love America, but boy can she be cruel
And
Death Lyrics
oh mother, can you hear me can you hear me now did you die alone and afraid that no one knew the pain that still remained inside your breast thi
I know how tall she isoh mother, can you hear me can you hear me now did you die alone and afraid that no one knew the pain that still remained inside your breast thi
Without her platform shoes
Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't run away, oh don't you recognize me
I'm not the only heart you've conquered
And I kissed America, when she was fleecing me
She knows I understand that she needs to
Wake Up Lyrics
woke up this morining hoping for a better day gotta make a change right now gotta find a better way i took a good look at my problems
be freewoke up this morining hoping for a better day gotta make a change right now gotta find a better way i took a good look at my problems
And I miss America and sometimes she does too
And sometimes I think of her
When she is fucking you
I love America
Yo siempre he confiado en ti [=I have always trusted you]
I love America
Por que me tratas asi? [=Why do you treat me like this?]
Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Get Back On That Pony Lyrics
Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reinsAlthough your pants are round your ankles
And when you're down, I'll be your Dirty Harry
It will be just like in the movies
Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't look away, I'll be your teenage fanclub
I'm not the only heart you've conquered
Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins
And when you're down, I'll be your Dirty Harry
It will be just like in the movies
Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't look away, I'll be your teenage fanclub
I'm not the only heart you've conquered