Art Lande Dance of the Silver Skeezix歌词

[ti:Silver Moon] [ar:Various Artists] [al:Pure... America] [offset:0] [00:01.38]Silver Moon - Michael Nesmith and The First National Band [00:08.10]See the lazy windmills slowly turning [00:15.61]Cutting up the marble canyons of the sky [00:20.11] [0

Woke up on the right side of rock bottom You're all out of pennies, and the well it done run dry Light 'em up and smoke 'em if you had 'em, But you just ain't got 'em Ain't we always looking for a bluer sky If you're ever gonna find a silver lining I

Lalala... Dear city I live in I want to be your friend Will you let me be your friend I dress in white and blue Just to look like you I wanna look like you Millions of hearts Are writing their stories On your silver streets What are you holding for m

Gather Round in Groups We're Fading Like the Mist on Silver Dew Come Dressed in Flax Blue And Never Trouble Trouble 'till the Trouble Troubles You Earth , Wind , Sun Water's Run One , Four , Five Bring to Life Those That Seem Very Nice Others with Je

Kingdom of skin, supple and sleek Vessel of precisely that which I seek With will of steel and silver tongue One by one its manacles are undone With precision and prowess I disrobe That which unsoiled sackcloth clothed Grasp its buxom bounty with cra

Just get it going 'cause I can't get started It doesn't matter if you can't say no You say I'm never gonna be dishearted You only tell me what I need to know It doesn't matter if it left us stranded I'll build a raft and tow us back to shore It's not

[ti:Sweet Silver Lining] [ar:Kate Voegele] [al:] [00:-2.00]Kate Voegele - Sweet Silver Lining [00:-1.00] [00:00.00]Lyrics by bayan @ LK歌词组 Pop分队 [00:14.50] [00:16.15]I'm going home [00:22.43]Down hearted and hoping [00:27.28]I'm close to some new beg

HI HO SILVER LINING (Scott English / Larry Weiss) Jeff Beck Also recorded by: Black Lace; Hello. by:email407@msn.com You're everywhere and nowhere, baby, that's where you're at Going down the bumpy hillside in your hippie hat Flying across the countr

White is the make of the mend White's the milk on the lips White is the ray coming down at the end White's the noise when it splits Even now The pouring light O the heavy knife When black marigolds was all you saw When you expected feasts Black humor

Down in the willow garden Where me and my love did meet, As we set there a courtin', My love fell off to sleep. I had a bottle of burgundy wine, My love she did not know. So I poisoned that dear little girl On the banks below. I drew a saber through