Bruce Peninsula Satisfied歌词

You can't survive on just crabapples Tastes just fine to me You can't get by with a sack for a saddle Least I'm ridin' free You got to know where you're headin' We never know where we're headin' Oh oh no, we just ride and see And do you live the good

Like water from a whale spout The spraying veils its ground What's dug inside the body A black gasp bubbling out Oh as the ocean is bled dry A mountain is a mouth eating up the sky Oh as the ocean is bled dry A valley cuts the tongue from its gullet

Oh my oh, I'll go for what you know Who I own I know, I owe who knows who I own my home or owe who knows who I owe Why own when you can just Sell it Oh my oh, I'll go for what you know Buy the city sell the farm Either or / Either or Either or / Eith

The one whose shame is left too long Is the one whose name is lost along the Clear and shallow shore A reflection in the water stays The thing it grew upon is an ashen sail No more Turn straw to gold how can you hold Onto the courage to own a name To

I been drinkin all day And day before When i get sober Ain't gonna drink no more Well they'll call you sugar And they'll call you pie They'll take all your money Call you country guy Gonna move to Kansas City, sure as your born Gonna move to Kansas C

For all those millmen who cut their teeth Whose minds were made up on roof and feed Aching from a night in the city It might ruin me now, but I'd probably already be ruined For skin burned black with coal and grease That stuck to their lungs whenever

Lights out tonight trouble in the heartland Got a head-on collision smashin' in my guts, man I'm caught in a cross fire that I don't understand But there's one thing I know for sure girl I don't give a damn For the same old played out scenes I don't

I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my pa

I got a coin in my palm I can make it disappear I got a card up my sleeve Name it and I'll pull it out your ear I got a rabbit in my hat If you wanna come and see This is what we'll be This is what we'll be I got shackles on my wrists Soon I'll slip

Made by Eunice Satisfied Jewel If you love somebody you'd better let it out Don't hold it back while you're trying to figure it out Dont be timid don't be afraid to hurt Run toward the flame run toward the fire and hold on for you're worth Cuz the on