Thought Industry Lyrics
Thought Industry Lyrics
"Worms Listen Lyrics"
If You Could Read My Mind Lyrics
If you could read my mind love, What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie, ‘Bout a ghost from a wishin’ well In a cas
If you could read my mind love, What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie, ‘Bout a ghost from a wishin’ well In a cas
Please, mom, tuck my football comforter in stove
warm. Gloss photo gasworks. I'll slip dreams boy
seven. Destroying surface mars. Camping T. Ben
Johnson. Cub scout tames autumn Michigan. We'll
lleep, troop eleven catching snipes. Flashlight.
Jane's kissing my blushing cheek. I'll learn. Only
ten
Maybe Not Lyrics
How did I scare you How did you got that look upon your face Just a simple hello How hard is it to just say hi Where's the smile Where'
years later cursed to see my lay dead. DumbestHow did I scare you How did you got that look upon your face Just a simple hello How hard is it to just say hi Where's the smile Where'
fatality. Auto crash. She could do anything except save
me.
Kindergarten leisure suit. Brother, stitches tin can
thrown cuts. I'll sleep lofty tree fort. Shot my pellet
gun. Dad, two sons fish turtle lake. Blue gills caught
below the damn line. We'll sl
The White Stuff Lyrics
The white stuff, The white stuff The first one was a sweet one Second one was a blast Soon I finished off the bag, ate 'em up real fast You
eep. Small tentThe white stuff, The white stuff The first one was a sweet one Second one was a blast Soon I finished off the bag, ate 'em up real fast You
campground. Watch the heat lightning.
Jane's wearing my class ring. I'll learn. Sixteen.
Driver's license. Car. She'll breath me dead. Dumbest
fatality. Turned too late. They could do anything except
calm her.
Now it's time to fly. Celebration. Triumphant.
Jubilation. Atheist
From The Madness Of The West Lyrics
by Dickey Betts (c) 1980 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. and Pangola Publishing Company Instrumental
.by Dickey Betts (c) 1980 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. and Pangola Publishing Company Instrumental
M-66 faint sirens. I'm left eating my steering wheel.
I'll sleep. Worms will listen. Worms underground.
Whisper softly drowsiness. My turn. Tribute should
be drunk and pissed off, my friends. Dead. Dumbest
fatality. Burn the husk. If you do anything, think fondly
of me.