The Weakerthans Lyrics
The Weakerthans Lyrics
"Pamphleteer Lyrics"
Scratch the Pitch Lyrics
The lines fade away they disappear the colour of your lips wants to move on so now the one you are looking for is the one with
The lines fade away they disappear the colour of your lips wants to move on so now the one you are looking for is the one with
I'm standing on this corner.
Can't get their attention.
Facing rush hour faces turned around.
I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest,
then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
and waiting for a winte
LIVE FOR LOVING YOU Lyrics
Ooh...la, la, la, la, la, la, la...la, la, la, la, la , la Lying awake I turn to you as you are softly sleeping I think of what I'd li
r to be done.Ooh...la, la, la, la, la, la, la...la, la, la, la, la , la Lying awake I turn to you as you are softly sleeping I think of what I'd li
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
in all that I could never overcome?
How I don't know what I should do with my hands when I talk to you.
How you don't know where you should look, so you look at my hands.
How movements rise and then dissolve, me
Come Get It Lyrics
Hurricane's in the house.. [Lord Have Mercy] Land-Lord, up in the house *COME GET IT* Rah Digga, up in the house *COME GET IT
ted by our shallow breath.Hurricane's in the house.. [Lord Have Mercy] Land-Lord, up in the house *COME GET IT* Rah Digga, up in the house *COME GET IT
How causes dance away from me.
I am your pamphleteer.
I walk this room in time to the beat of the Gestetner,
contemplate my next communique.
The rhetoric and treason of saying that I'll miss you.
Of saying "Hey, well maybe you should stay
This Man Is Mine Lyrics
Now everybody in this neighborhood All you women better listen good I know it's just a matter of time Till one of you steps out of
."Now everybody in this neighborhood All you women better listen good I know it's just a matter of time Till one of you steps out of
Sing "Oh what force on earth could be weaker than the feeble strength of one"
like me remembering the way it could have been.
Help me with this barricade.
No surrender. No defeat.
A spectre's haunting Albert Street.
I am your pamphleteer.