town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
mouth Got hundreds in my hair, a Jacob on the other Party's almost over but we can hit another Tell the Valley to pull up the truck Shorty such-n-such
(Rodney Crowell) I treat him like a stallion I treat him like a lamb I treat him like a pot of gold He treats me like a clown It's daggers when he looks
Chess is such a difficult game There's so many pieces So many squares where you can go So few promises Never you mind all the others Anticipating your
s so easy for Pauline Everything?s so easy for Pauline Ancient strings set feet alight To speed to her such mild grace No monument of tacky gold They
than a bad dream She was a nightmare for man Took her sex appeal and she taunted Twisted the brother until he did just what she wanted Disregard the laws of the other
town called millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold
Say bitch, I'm thinking of a master plan And I'm bringing this paper faster than These other lil' bastards can So I'm digging in my mind for the bitches
myself; I am just a form of dream English, words stretched with skin and fear. From my eyes in my skull my father observes this immense and kaleidoscopic dream. By birth I am other
birds such lovely words And make 'em sing for you I'd teach the birds such lovely words And make 'em sing for you If the world was mine I'd paint it gold
bitch, take a while All the hoes that never liked me, wanna fuck me I'll two-way you for some head, you can trust me It must be this tank, or the shiny gold
The nights grow cold My search for gold is leading nowhere Whichever lonely road I take it seems to go where It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
I deserve this? I used to love her, but now I wanna watch her suffer. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking she sleeps with others. I wanna break her
Floating in the [Incomprehensible] Lying awake, late the other night I heard above me a trembling I looked up, it was a little cloud From which a gold
Such a shame, such a shame Critical... You're living foul, things are getting wild It's difficult to raise a child Cause growin up in a lost environment
at night by flashbacks flashbacks flashbacks ... Waaa Waaa Mummy I don't want to go potty Training: I don't want to share my toys with the other children
Echoes in the halls, yes, when I arrive on the set, what? Blessin' all that came to see me rock my cut Such a man like me receivin' attention must be
side 'Cause Mama's just a little girl She gotta hold her head up high, ohh {They ask us why we mutilate each other like we do And wonder why we hold such