Lyrics:
to you
My head is spinning around, feelings turning to blue
Don't you know it's true
I always walk down the street where you live
Waiting for the right
He's not looking for you anymore
He's just trying to come down
And get his head back on
You say goodbye before you're in too deep
You twist your
mother
Got a big old mouth, nothing in your head
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
Livin' life, dealin' you've got feathers in your head
Pack up your home, pack it up and take your bed
Now that I can see you're nothing but trouble
head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
I came to get down
I
and a boot there because she turned the corner
She turned some heads and
Before it was cool she wore black and blue keds
Sit and spin his old thirty threes
the others - there's silence in my head
'Cause I'm a watcher in the sky
I've seen universes die
Out in the cold my systems overload
I'm here and lost in
fatter things that come from hope
You heard 'em holla "keep ya head up"
I ask God to help us out
The world's caught a plague and everybody's weapons out
depression
Is all in my head
Maybe it's my obsession
To feel sorry for myself
I'm alive and I'm aware
Of what's going on around here
'Cause I'm
me to my babe(3x) You come and take these things from me I know the world will scream oh so your head with it my dear. If killing me is much more fun
the Sunday choir
On her head was a halo, she spoke brimstone and fire
Daddy lived by the bottle, Daddy died by the barn
Well, he froze one night, Mama said
head
Toss it away
Toss it away
Toss it away now
Toss it away
Toss it away
Toss it away now
Fuck me teenage I'm electric
Man, your brain's
whales are beached
Economies are growing subsistence life is dead
We can't sustain this growth and things are coming to a head
We gotta learn to climb
filled with slime
Rivers wash the soil away we still ignore the signs
We must rely on instincts we've left buried in our heads
Will rich men eat their
out in a fire fight.
Cut off by the bartender
We'll drive right through the door
With a cannon pointed at his head
I bet he'll serve some more
Flashing
Opened up the window and jumped down on his head,
And they beat him with forty-ouncers till he was dead
Pig roast! It's my favorite meal
Pig roast! Let's
My love's forever, my heart is true
You live for me, I'd die for you
Believe me, baby
Pretty girl lives inside my head
Like an angel hanging
space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer
put my head together, 'cause I'm going
for a ride
I'm going for a ride, I'm going to the show
So everyone I know, so everyone will go
"He looks real
the snakes that claim to love me
Down the sewers of my hell
With the face that the world pinned upon me
I'm just a prisoner of my head
I don't believe in calm
my head, stealing sunlight from the sky
And I lost myself when you went away
Say no more, I'm on my way
Anyway... 'bye and we all go down
And we
You're way beyond the title of sleez
chorus
hit you in the head with a rock
Peel your fingernails off like grapes
Pull out each nostril hair one by one
I
care that it's over
We're sleeping but we're better off awake
Just say when, and I will listen, always
Keep your eyes on the road, and keep your head
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