Lyrics:
it, wide awake, can't sleep, shortie got me ????
I got so used to all these Daisy Duke freaks
That when earth took position
I stopped, looked
to name women after produce
And that was the first Road Rules without toll booths
Even when Adam and Eve sat by the weed tree
I told Eve, "Please don't
a bore
I don't want to hear it anymore
It's by no means an immaculate conception
Too many bodies lying around
Pushing daisies out the ground
and a-fightin'
Sometimes it gets to be excitin'
Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek
We'll be plumb out of neighbors next week
Grandma, poor
let her hold it in than roll another spliff
Splurred by professional scenes I mean the punk police
Who always want to front on me they coming around
and a-fightin'
Sometimes it gets to be excitin'
Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek
We'll be plumb out of neighbors next week
Grandma, poor
Of lances and land for a flying ostrich
Pleading butlers, deceiving hunters
And dividing the animals by even numbers
Police are under the bridge demanding
keepin' the pace when you're barely getting by
I tend to bite off more than I can chew
Just trying to fill these oversized shoes
You can't lose those red
a hazy afternoon and I know a place that's quiet
Except for daisies running riot
And there's no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon
Agony is the key to a happy life
You can't know joy if you don't know strife
There's no good or bad by itself
You can't have poverty if there is
to read the message
Let's go by again
Let's not and say we did
Oh baby
It doesn't matter how hard we try
Because last evening
Our love committed suicide
Oh
as the daisies that dance on her way
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er
I dream of Jeannie with
la la)
Shasta daisy, mountain pine (ooh, la la)
You know you sure can't put a price on (ooh, la la)
The things that make you feel alive (ooh, la la)
you still braid some flowers in your hair
Come the sound of boots and metal chains
Hey, will the perfume of the daisies remain?
A circus of horses in
She lives up in the mountains somewhere in Arkansas
Her mother's name is Daisy and old Jacob is her pa
And she's a pretty wildflower just waiting
Grandma, Jimmy, Great Grandma Daisy
'Least I'd be around some people that's just like me
'Least I'd be around my Uncle Mikey
If I died tomorrow
I know moms
One Sunday mornin'
You're acting crazy
Your eyes they looked foreign
You're out by the daisies
One Sunday mornin'
You're acting crazy again
bell just to let you know
I'm here by your side in these days full of wonder
In the ashes of your time when the dragon screams for more
The reptiles
endentured dead walking
To our devastation
But call me Morgan I'm a
Freeman no more driving Daisy
And by His Spirit He enlightened my heart
Gave me a start
shudders
No rudder ambergris, whale blubber
The sea is a beast
Landlubbers scream for wives, Mothers
Bleached bones thrown on rocky beach
Beset by buzzards
He walked in
In those white stitch Lucchese's
I'd be pushing up daisies if his looks could kill
He said where you from
I said none of your
het ek besef dat dit was tyd om als op te pak
Ek onthou op die stoep sit ek en Daisy en praat
Sy wys my nuwe drukke op 'n ou Gallo kitaar
Sussie
Left me sitting by myself
You've left me on my own
Left me with your fears and hate
You've left me with no home
Family that I never knew
No-one will
a fading light
in the distance
A memory that's blurred more
Day by day
Am i alone?
Can you hear me
Am i alone
Can you hear me
It feels like i am on my
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