Stan Ridgway Lyrics
Stan Ridgway Lyrics
"Back in flesh Lyrics"
Carioca Girl Lyrics
(M.Callaghan /R.James) From up in the mountains you can see the beaches lying in the sun Copacobana to Leblon And daily you go there knowing you will see a vis
(M.Callaghan /R.James) From up in the mountains you can see the beaches lying in the sun Copacobana to Leblon And daily you go there knowing you will see a vis
Someone smashed my alarm
It's got me on the edge
You know it's so sharp
(Aaaaaaaa...)
And you know I won't go
You know I won't go
I don't wanna go
(He won't go)
The corporation's boiling over
Everybody's taking over
Chorus:
And I'm back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in flesh
Back in flesh
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Such A Saint Lyrics
(Gollihare) She digs holes in Heaven and then laughs When I catch a glimpse from way down here I'm crawling up the lamp post like a worm She flips the switch a
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(Gollihare) She digs holes in Heaven and then laughs When I catch a glimpse from way down here I'm crawling up the lamp post like a worm She flips the switch a
You better sign your time card now
They don't care about you anyhow
Sign in, your minimum cut
You're late again, your salary's cut!
Someone smashed my alarm
It's got me on the edge
You know it's so sharp
(Aaaaaaaa...)
And you know I won't go
You know I won't go
I don't wanna go
(He won't go)
The corporat
Azul Lyrics
Luna azul azul dip dirip dirip, luna azul azul dip dirip dirip, luna azul azul dip dirip dirip. Azul es el color de mi amor cuando alguno de los dos va y se enamora primero. Azul se v
ion's boiling overLuna azul azul dip dirip dirip, luna azul azul dip dirip dirip, luna azul azul dip dirip dirip. Azul es el color de mi amor cuando alguno de los dos va y se enamora primero. Azul se v
Everybody's taking over
Chorus repeat
I won't go
(He won't go.)
I don't wanna go
(You must go!)
Is it time to go?
(The orders are in!)
Well, I'd rather go bowling!
(The lanes are closed!)
Maybe a little tennis?
(Your racket's got a hole.)
How about some baseball?
(Field's rained o
Roots Of My Raising Lyrics
I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles Down by the old country school I went to as a child Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home A
ut.)I left the four lane highway took a blacktop seven miles Down by the old country school I went to as a child Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home A
Maybe a little fishing?
(The fish are on vacation.)
Well, how about some golfing?
(The greens are overgrown.)
Well, what about some swimming?
(I don't think so!)
Well, what about this––and that––
(No, no, no, no, no!)
Well, you can't tell me what to do!
Well, you can't tell me what to do!
(Hey, fuck you!)