Lyrics:
and in that charge
Down a broken beach, the little stars
They spin the shots, the shards light on down
To the mouth of the sea and the morning comes
Love you little girl
Better than I love my
Better than I love myself
Want you and me
Forever, ever and ever
Just so far from home
Just so far
a little, take a little
Stack a little money away
And you better believe I'm gonna take this love to town
Turn on the tears Astrid, and don't forget to let
(Till I get there)
I'm still living like a four dollar vick. (Jumping off the world)
(Till I get there)
A lot of trouble four a little bit of win.
Now I know just what a selfish little fool I've been
Now I know for sure this love will never go
Hey
There must have been a way that, I could have
Louis Collins took a trip out west
When he returned, little Delia had gone to rest
The angels laid her away
Louis said to Delia
"That's
like a preemptive strike.
Hit the 5:30 mass early Saturday night.
Ring ring ring goes the telephone.
Tell my little lamb that I'm on my way home.
elevens
Yellin' hurry up they want me in the crib before eleven
Did the movie thing a little bite to eat (what else?)
The whole night was sweet (what
the stars and the moon
A son with a wife and a big living room
All she wants
Is another little special arrangement
A peculiar engagement
Got the trophy
wouldn't have to know how much I need ya
If I had amnesia
Something stronger than tequila
A little pill that would lead you right outta my head
Gimme
on
A shoulder to cry on
Instead of someone of mine
Gotta draw the line, baby, baby
You changed and I need a little loving (little loving)
I can't keep
are good
If you think I'm leaving
Then you've misunderstood
Just smile and I'll be yours again
Baby just sing a little word in my ear again
Don't worry
Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh
Hurry to my Blue Heaven
Turn to the right, there's a little white light
Will lead you to my Blue Heaven
to climb,
Oh it's a little too high
Fill my cup, wish me luck
Turn my frown right side up
Pills and bills, kiss of death
Pawn shop slip is all I've got
a little more
Tied down on the floor
Like a prisoner of war
Oh, I've been down so long
The day is nearly gone
I must carry on
With this wasted love
for hate it's upgraded
I got a little breath left let's suffocate it
Point at the epiphanies and call 'em all drug related
The time I spent with my life
Little ones listen, learn from me, see, you could be the best
But sit in your room depressed and you'll never progress
My sister Dee-Dee was born
You don't know how bad I feel
The doctor says I'm very ill
He's feeding me little yellow pills for my heart
And its a shame, shame, shame
My
Be yourself and live a little,
Don't bother painting your face;
Tomorrow it may rain and colors run,
Better it quench the flowers thirst.
Don't
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
The little
speaking in tongue
Brother I've been back siding us a little too long
You think I know by now what's right and what's wrong
Living it up when the sky's
put this hard times into breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Maybe in the light of a crimson moon
He was named after the hurricane
Bloom
of the crown
(Oh, oh)
I'm just a sick little Injun
(I am, I am)
Whose graves were razed by tank engines
(I am, I am)
I'm just an African import
(I am, I
wanna be where we are,
Just a little punch drunk recreation.
Don't mess with it, just move with it!
Don't mess with it, just move with it! (Get it now!)
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