more beer, nurse?
Can't you see, I'm dying here, now, nurse?
Can't you see I'm too dry for tears, now, nurse?
Ohh, nurse, can I have just one more beer, »
50 Bourbon Street
The Violent Years [Sub Pop]
by The Black Halos
|
on the heart
When a love has come and gone
But I'll help you dry your tears
And I'll nurse your broken heart
The funny thing about love
Is it can never be »
Baby You Are
Uncle Sam
by Uncle Sam
|
I nursed your pain, I dried your tears
Darling you used me
Stepped on my life »
You Stepped on My Life
Famous, Rich and Beautiful
by The Philosopher Kings
|
of a curious crowd,
To be touched,
Sticky like nearly dried paint,
Their soft silent stare nursing your face,
Anticipating the slightest pinch I flinch »
Dead Dogs Two
Ten
by cLOUDDEAD
|
wrapped in cement
From cradle to gundrops
Got me running girl fast as I can
And is it right Butterfly they like you better framed and dried
Daddy dear »
Butterfly
Higher Learning
by Tori Amos
|
The disc brakes drag,
The chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track.
The young man's home; dry as a bone.
His helmet off, he waves: »
The Chequered Flag (Dead or Alive)
Too Old to Rock 'N' Roll: Too Young to Die!
by Jethro Tull
|
all we know
That's all
And he crawls
To the door
In the warm nurse
Where he walks
For the first time
Surrounded by dry clouds
He is leaving »
That's All
Smiling & Waving
by Anja Garbarek
|
A dearth of moisture breaks the earth
To pieces I can't knit to one
(oh, I can't knit to one)
I'm on my way across the land
To another place as dry »
Rainman
Album 1994
by Subway to Sally
|
Necro tube love, purified glove, hold me nurse
Bodies learning, parts are urning for programs
(cold entering the fold grab your hand and hold don't »
Undone
Not My Year
by Suicide City
|
healing
And a nurse would come and see me
Everyday
And my folks are on their way
To see me home
But I don't want to go
No I don't want to go »
Fa-La-La
Silver Lake
by Vic Chesnutt
|
was conceived
Birth and death now unified, as the grotesque infant is retrieved
Livid osteopedion, breathless lungs still, cold and dry
Birth is just »
Nativity Obscene - A Nursery Chyme
Anatomy Is Destiny
by Exhumed
|
I need a new rock bottom. I've got to find a beloved back alley.
I'm bored as hell in Sodom and Eden is just another dry county.
The local haunts »
Typical Miracle
Ex Lives
by Every Time I Die
|
imprisons me
I read the magazines somebody brought
Hold them to my failing eyes until my hands get hot
And when the nurse comes in to change my sheets »
Isaiah
The Life of the World to Come
by The Mountain Goats
|
Sleep them well all them dry bones
After we shot to his death
The horse and the rocking boy
Folded up like a dead balloon
All breathing not »
Signs
Guns
by Cardiacs
|
But a man cannot die soon enough, true enough
A smiling drunk nursing a glass of milk
A girl with a face like prison bread
Over the kitchen noise I »
When Good Dogs Do Bad Things
Buddyhead Suicide
by The Dillinger Escape Plan
|
drop
skinny like a smoker in and out of cain spots
hook, drop, dry coke in and out the same pot
Mac with the block could hustle at any cause
ran through »
Get Down
The Reason
by Beanie Sigel
|
No more than 3 grams
What the fuck you know about a ki man
You never hustle
Lets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck you
Stop dry snitchin in your »
Thun & Kicko
Special Edition
by Prodigy
|
and the world we build on top of it,
Mercenaries get paid salaries to slaughter,
Girls obsessed with body image find calories in water,
Nurses comfort »
Walk On
Calling
by Hilltop Hoods
|
4-Ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames
Not even Joshua can come to War wit dese Games
These bitch niggaz is lame and come down wit da »
U Got a Problem?
Back for the First Time [Clean]
by Ludacris
|
Daniels, y'all Earl and Ralph
For I swerl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames
Not even Joshua can come to +War+ wit dis +Games+
These bitch niggaz »
U Got a Problem?
Incognegro
by Ludacris
|
must cry
Write you love letters till my pen runs dry
If you stay, good lovin make me wanna fly
If you go, rise and fall-dip and dive
You who I'm with »
Mellow Mood
Live & Direct: Acoustic Roots
by Slightly Stoopid
|
any of what I just thought at all
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all
Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened 'n fuck all
So nursing my bruise I »
Prangin Out
The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living
by The Streets
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away titanic burden nurses
Where the anti-hero clergy purge their value burning service
And warped was I huddled beneath the influenza fresh
Meshed with »
The Substance
Music for Earthworms: The Instrumentals
by Aesop
|
broken both my legs, where would I run to?
If there's no medication, if there were no nurses,
Wouldn't people die a lot? And who would drive the hearses? »
Yes Sir, I Will
Christ the Bootleg
by Crass
|
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