It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty, delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
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Try to shine a light into the dark Corners of the mind and of the heart Find out what you're carrying round Things you can't remember having found Holding
Oh Peter Parker was pitiful Couldn't have been any shyer Mary Jane still wouldn't notice him Even if his hair was on fire But then one day he went to
Hang me, watch awhile Let me see you smile as I die Take me as my body burns Let me see you yearn while I cry One step on your own and you walk all over
Voices over cast doubt in my mind See what I'm hearing, Don't leave me behind I don't doubt that you will be mine Life is so much better When you're toeing
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep. Earth, let not thy envious
Where the fuck are my keys Been given the keys I knew I'd receive Be careful what you're asking for My rod and my staff simply twelve toned math An earful
31 Were my own Go take your soul make an ode to the lonely hearted Go take your soul make an ode to the lonely hearted Go take your soul make an ode
VERSE1: Lay your head down by my side Look that way just one more time And promise me... nothing I know time isn't ours to keep But that doesn't mean
When he moves I watch him from behind He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes Intent and direct when he speaks, I watch his lips Well, when he drives
traded in your ticket for a pair of carpet slippers. This is an ode to slimy bassless, a guy who for now who should remain nameless. This is an ode
dead Close your eyes to see why the dark desire tempts my soul, oh my friend Come, listen to my mind and feel the fire This is the Ode to the End Don
One time when you ran from me I remember it clearly A year ago and I'm here today Just like you said that day So simple in your own way No doubt that
Du flyr din v¤g och jag kan inte stoppa dig Allt gick s? fort, du tappade greppet om livet Du f?rsvann fr?n allt och kom aldrig tillbaks Ditt ?de var
Well, my friend Jud he was a fuddy-dud Chewed his cud, was a stick in the mud I swear he hated everyone And he's bumming nickels and bumming dimes But
It was the third of June, another sleepy dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked
It was the third of June Another sleepy, dusty I was out chopping cotton And my brother was bailing hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked back
