Search results for 'junk pile'

Where's the cash where's your smile
Brain smashed thinking style
Snowy ash over miles
Explode flash junk piles
Who is this who are you?
Did they miss

There's a girl in the backyard
Banging on her drum
Sitting in a junk pile laughing at the sun
Singing "Ah ah ah
I just wanna be a rockstar"
There's

455 Rocket

Kathy Mattea

This Is Your Country

2001

turn
Umm, she was made for the straight aways
She grew up hating Chevrolets
She's a rocket, she was made to burn

Well, whose junk pile piece

Falling Up

John Hiatt

Riding with the King

1983

bitter
Had he never reconsidered 
Falling up
To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile
Falling up
To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek

455 Rocket

Kathy Mattea

Mercury Nashville New Music Sampler 1997

1997

turn
Umm, she was made for the straight aways
She grew up hating Chevrolets
She's a rocket, she was made to burn

Well, whose junk pile piece

blums
Young Money, young guns, heroes, unsung
Give that bitch pom poms, touch down my nigga
Sittin' on my money, a junk pile my nigga
Don't come 'round my

Rockstar

A Great Big World

Is There Anybody out There?

2014

There's a girl in the backyard bangin' on her drum
Sittin' in a junk pile laughing at the sun
Singin' "ah ha ha, I just wanna be a rockstar"

There's

Take me to the junk yard
Throw me in the pile with others
I have broken down beyond repair
System overload
There's a bug inside the code
Of my

the junk pile
Good friends flew away
With the ceilings and walls
Some we found them miles away
Some we never found at all
So much sorrow
So much crying
I

plans that never work
Systematic junk pile gone berserk
Vanished paradise dreams of life
Exiled mayhem burden of strife

Skyline of mystery holds some

What am I to do with this broken scrap of a heart 
I'll just burn it in the junk pile 
Up in smoke 
With my shattered brain
It don't work like it used

up in the junk pile
They telling me to slow down, but I'm just getting started
Aiming my words at you niggas, y'all just some easy targets
You niggas

you toss me on the junk pile
I'll waltz right through that silver turnstile
Live out my busker dreams
Offer up my whisper screams

Whether I'm true

where is my cash
where's your smile
brain smashed thinking style
snowy ash over miles
explode flash
junk piles
who is this
who are you
did they

walk alone 
In this junk pile we call home 
I never knew what all these parts were for 

I've been here for a long time 
I know you feel it too 
Hand in

the whole world is liking that one shot deal
And then that junk pile yearning is making the scene
With a razor blade and that trusty old reel-to-reel

Can't

down the junk pile
When I fell in love with Glitterdust
When I made it home to that town
You were waiting there encased in ice
In a cryogenic slumber
All

believe me I tried it once
That's why I
Went and got a new style
Stumbled on gems in a junk pile
Got me on ten need a countdown
I'm focused on working

Fall of the house: Make base introductions
To follow through a junk pile
Hidden in the closet
When you walk through the halls
Like a person in

somebody else
They will find me and pick up
All the pieces you left behind
You can throw me in a junk pile
Let me sit there for a while
We both know that I'm

Why do some games only have one save file
Makes me wanna toss it right in the junk pile
Maybe older games just didn't have the space
But it shouldn't

Salvage a Smile

Laura Veirs

Carbon Glacier

2004

from your hanging lanterns
Break the sea with your blackened anchors
And you might end up a floating junk pile
But you can always scramble to salvage

a thousand times
Ain't nothin' at all
I built my life
Out of a pile of junk
Tomorrow never comes
If I can just stay drunk

If there were good old days, they're

could stay for a while
Look at my mind, it's a pile of junk
I'd be the same if my heart lost a chunk
Realized a while back life getting shrunk
Life always