Is it just me or does that song sound like it's about a girls first time having sex.. Or trying acid.. :dunno:
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Is it just me or does that song sound like it's about a girls first time having sex.. Or trying acid.. :dunno:
I hate those people who love to tell you
Money is the root of all that kills
They have never been poor
They have never had the joy of a welfare christmas
I know we will never look back
I close my eyes when I get too sad
I think thoughts that I know are bad
Close my eyes and I count to ten
Hope it's over when I open them
I see SOMEBODY missed the point of the thread...
oh, we are supposed to copy and paste lyrics?
is that the point I missed?
The Band- Chest Fever"She's stoned" said the Swede, and the moon calf agreed
I'm like a viper in shock with my eyes in the clock
She was just there somewhere and here I am again
And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees
But just before she leaves, she receives
To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home."
Clutch- Gnome EnthusiastSun eyed dandelion,
Seen you garden gnomes gone pass by?
Small one wear a pointy red hat.
The big one he just that he real fat.
If you see them please tell them without delay,
“You taked my Saffron now you got to pay!”
Sunned dandelion,
You say they got an airtight alibi?
Then how’d they get themselves them diamond rings?
You know well no gnomes don’t make.the good money.
If you see them please tell them without delay,
“You taked my Saffron, now you got to pay.”
Sun eyed, what now hey hey hey your hair is turning gray.
Is there something that you need to say?
Suspect, you’re looking through and through.
I’d take to the wind if I was you.
Good bye Saffron, know that you did good by me.
‘Till wicked weeded wild in my garden.
Cake - Frank SinatraWe know of an ancient radiation
That haunts dismembered constellations
A faintly glimmering radio station
While Frank Sinatra sings "Stormy_ Weather"
The flies and spiders get along together
Cobwebs fall on an old skipping record
Beyond the suns that guard this roof
Beyond your flowers of flaming truths
Beyond your latest ad campaigns
An old man sits collecting stamps
In a room all filled with Chinese lamps
He saves what others throw away
He says that he'll be rich someday
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
With a single pillow underneath your single head.
I guess you decided that that old queen holds more space than you would need.
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free.
And I hope you have more luck with this than me.
You used to think that someone would come along.
And lay beside you in a space that they belong.
But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new.
What's the point of holding onto what never gets used?
Other than a sick desire for self-abuse.
And I try not to worry, but you've got me terrified.
It's like you're in some kind of hurry to say goodbye,
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.