Her headaches constant, increasing in pain with Each passing day. She can't even manage to stand on her own it's gotten so bad. You think in saying there's no use in praying But still she bows her head So she can say thank you for just one more day.
Badlees, The Miscellaneous Leaning On The Day's Parade (alexander/naydock) He'd eat at kfc, wore "sally" clothes and smelled like turpentine Talked a lot about his art with a spitting image of ernest borgnine They found him dead the other day Ou
Everybody here Comes from somewhere If they would just as soon forget A disguise At the summer camp they volunteered No no one one saw saw your face, your fear You got apparition just appeared Took you up and away from this and place shared Humiliati
(CHORUS) Doing it in the park Doing it after dark, oh, yeah Rock Creek Park, oh, yeah Rock Creek Park (repeat CHORUS 5x) Do it, do it, do it.... (repeat CHORUS 8x) Do it, do it, do it.... (repeat CHORUS 5x) 专辑:City Life 歌手:The Blackbyrds 歌曲:Rock Cree
Built a king on compliments Charisma and advertisements Still they see him shimmer ephemeral It ain't supernatural or maybe Out of body experience I flew around the little room once 0n intravenous Demerol It weren't supernatural Sudden smell certain
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Walking in rhythm Moving in sound Humming to the music Trying to move on I'm walking in rhythm Singing my song Thinking about my baby Trying to get home Walking in rhythm Moving in sound Humming to the music Trying to move on It's been so long since
Lost from the start, I might as well be on the moon Much colder than I thought Even in the month of June No communication makes ya feel so alone Well all we need is patience in which I've never really known But now it's too late, It's taking over me
When I'm sleeping at night I have visions of you I make believe we're running away To a world of fantasy Pretty images of you Are reflected on the clouds in the sky You appear as an angel from heaven Bringing love and ecstasy There are visions of you