John Cale Lyrics
John Cale Lyrics
"The Black Angel's Death Song Lyrics"
53rd & 3rd Lyrics
If you think you can, well come on man I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam No more of your fairy stories 'Cause I got my other worries 53rd & 3rd Standing on the street
If you think you can, well come on man I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam No more of your fairy stories 'Cause I got my other worries 53rd & 3rd Standing on the street
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knif
Thank U In Advance Lyrics
Excuse me, I know we just met But may I have this dance? Sitting here with a drink in my hand Your presence I can't ignore I must admit I like watching you dance But it se
e of G.T.Excuse me, I know we just met But may I have this dance? Sitting here with a drink in my hand Your presence I can't ignore I must admit I like watching you dance But it se
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown s
Polar Athletic Son Lyrics
In the icey village, where the rumours whisper through the easter morning song stands the biggest cradle in the laser chapel for the birth of "Wasp the Kong" Chill f
ow of the eastIn the icey village, where the rumours whisper through the easter morning song stands the biggest cradle in the laser chapel for the birth of "Wasp the Kong" Chill f
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame
Have your
Scrap Metal Lyrics
how do i feel? its funny you should ask, i stopped looking then just crashed and everything shattered, including the light much never mattered, nothing was right... no coi
head bobbed and weavedhow do i feel? its funny you should ask, i stopped looking then just crashed and everything shattered, including the light much never mattered, nothing was right... no coi
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go