Yeah maybe I'm right, Or maybe I'm wrong, We can fight for one single way to get along, And we've all got to not shake down, And I'm only missing the
you thought i was playin you,you,you,you,you,you,you,you, you thought i was playin i told u i was so sick and tired of complaining that's y i finally
I met a new me at 8 A.M. the other one got lost This is not a trade in, although I wouldn't believe the cost I woke up crying as we said goodbye Me and
I was lonely I guess, the night that we met In a tavern down on old Broadway And there were tears in her eyes And she whispered a sigh Stranger, please
Yeah, word up Tradin' places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame While others'
Welcome to 'All Sports, All Day' Today on the programme, trade talks Continue in New York City But it doesn't disturb his productivity on the field Now
This is my shirt, this is yours And this is called a dream It must be the soap you use And mine is called So Kleen It was so well advertised All day
I'm trading my sorrows I'm trading my shame And I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord And I'm trading my sickness And I'm trading my pain And
if I live my life in a beer commercial surrounded by creeps wondering why (2X) wondering why o why o why must the earth smell like shit and if I live
You can't save me from myself You can't save her You're lucky if you save yourself Do yourself a favor
It's a custom made afternoon With shrinking hands I can't keep to myself Springtime...Saturday Perfect in an easy way And it's a customary sin For angels
Loaded tongue and dirty fingers Queen of her mother's house Come step outside feeling full moon high Let's see what we can live without Fix an eye to
They never tell you truth is subjective They only tell you not to lie They never tell you there's strength in vulnerability They only tell you not to
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling
Boy when out on a boat tonight Waiting on his lover Seen his mermaid bride in the moonlight And the arms of another She said "standing on the water is
I hear you've got a pocket full of words That you keep in the garage Together with the feather and the fireworks A surftown hero who's got one foot in
Trapped a dragon west of Chinatown for fire-eaters up in Hollywood My little sister took a picture of God and floated away RIDE - downtown Los Angeles
I've taken all my pills But I'm still not sleepy Tried to trick myself into thinking That I'm not awake That it's only a dream Put that cigarette out