the arrangement
For the cocksoldiers
And their postwar stubble
And dream tonight
repeat all but the second part. »
Cocksoldiers and Their Postwar Stubble
Sunfish Holy Breakfast
by Guided by Voices
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On the blue-green rising, falling tide
Breathing in the pebbles
Sighing out the salt breeze
Chaff is blowing from the stubble fields
Leaving »
Shaletown
The Millpond Years
by And Also the Trees
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a sure foundation
With your building in dilapidation
When it all comes down to rubble
Will it be wood, hay, or stubble
Or precious stones, gold »
Bema Seat
Classic Petra: Back To The Rock
by Petra
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of the morning
Proves too much for the street
No one sees each other
Just their presence there to meet
Your chin takes to stubble at the sight of a funnel »
Heaven
East Side Story
by Squeeze
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When chimney smoke hangs still and low
Across the stubbled fields of snow
And angry skies reach down and seize
The sorry blackened bones of trees »
Hot Buttered Rum
Come Darkness, Come Light: Twelve Songs of Christmas
by Mary Chapin Carpenter
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Michael you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I'd ever want
Beautiful »
Michael
Franz Ferdinand
by Franz Ferdinand
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In the tube a gang in black.
Purple stubble and tiger strap.
They make a stink, some get freaked out,
By the volume of the mohican sound.
Mohican »
Mohican Tunes
Fuck the Nineties.....Here's Our Noize
by Oxymoron
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to you God
To live is Christ, to die gain
I will not build again
Things which I've destroyed
I will not
Make myself transgressor
Hay and stubble
Will burn »
Sellout
Reborn
by Living Sacrifice
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With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we...oh...we tend to please »
Nobody Loves Us
Dagenham Dave
by Morrissey
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jaws and
The stubble burns
I shift the blame
To the worm in the bottle
I shift the blame
To anyone standing before me
I check-up the once over »
Silk Skin Paws
Eardrum Buzz
by Wire
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hand
He was squinting and stubbled
And standing in the door
He said if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have »
Pensacola
Relish
by Joan Osborne
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of stubble and marrow
A book of matches guides us home
Do they have our scent will we go home
We shovel with our hands
Dig just a little bit
The camp is »
For Now.. We Toast
In/Casino/Out
by At the Drive-In
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the rocks and the scraggly pines. The come in the Spring and they stay 'til the Fall
On Paradise Mountain away from it all.
[Chorus:]
Stubble and stone »
Poverty Hill
The Kingston Trio (Nick-Bob-John)
by The Kingston Trio
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getting in trouble
By the hair on her chinny-chin-chin
And I love to get down on the stubble
With my teeth it will taste like your grin
Head first, »
Head First
Young Lust: The Aerosmith Anthology
by Aerosmith
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He smiled and rubbed the stubble on his chin
He sure shall find the weariness and dreariness of life that's growing thin
Yet he didn't have so »
Craise Finton Kirk Royal Academy of Arts
Bee Gees' 1st
by Bee Gees
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So the fields are stubble,
Garden's done
Where the scary scarecrow stands
Sees her holding up horizons with her hands.
She's so tired »
Elegy For Elsabet
Left and Leaving
by The Weakerthans
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can rumble through the stubble
And play hide and go seek.
Well once I saw an old guy
Digging through the trash,
Then I watched him walk on down »
Future Daydream
Jump Salty EP
by Pinhead Gunpowder
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bring an outlaw down
Wasted, it's over quick he's nailed 'em three for three
Then he with his squint-eyed grin and stubbled chin
He rides through »
Lone Justice
Spreading the Disease
by Anthrax
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Grey and chalky like my grandaddy's skin
The sky was cold and lonely and closing in
All the trees looked like stubble, on winter's chin
And I »
Ride My Pony
Same Old Man
by John Hiatt
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on the hillsides, birds chat on the phone lines
The whole wide world's a prayer for Sunday morning
The geese inspect the stubble in the fields
And all along »
Little Road
Defying Gravity
by Cheryl Wheeler
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And if I make it through today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
If I stubble and I fall
Should I get up and carry on or will it all »
The Young & the Hopeless
Greatest Hits
by Good Charlotte
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The stubble of his beard showed flex of gray
His limp was severe cause a leg had been torn by a bronc in his rodeo days
He hung round the chutes while we waited »
Ten Seconds in the Saddle
Western Tunesmith
by Chris LeDoux
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sunshine
It's about time
It's about time
Touch my leg
It's smooth but there stubble there
I'll fall back and let them go
Only when I know you know »
It's About Time
Come on Feel the Lemonheads
by The Lemonheads
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The race is almost run
Pearly where's your milk white skin
What's that stubble on your chin
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won »
The Days of Pearly Spencer
Live at Lokerse Feesten
by Marc Almond
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of the very one who calls you,
You may be sorry some day, some day.
For wood, hay and stubble, will all burn up in the fire.
But to love the lord with all »
Unless the Lord Builds the House
So You Wanna Go Back to Egypt
by Keith Green
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