Epic Soundtracks Big Apple Graveyard歌词

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Cool and Steady and Easy 歌手:Brooklyn Funk Essentials 歌曲:Big Apple Boogaloo

of horses wet with melted ice they would not heed my advice and burdened limbs of its weight to break and rot a whispered fate please doctor, please around me in a bloody sea to breach the hive and smoke the bees you can be my friend you can be my do

Every day I am seeking Every way, I am needing Just to hear the songs that you sing over me. Every word that I'm speaking Every thought that im thinking I'm in love with the letters you've written for me. Chorus You're my mercy light, in the darkest

Lucy takes the long way home Meets me in a field of stone She says I don't know how I'm supposed to feel My body's cold my guts are twisted steel I feel like I'm some kind of frankenstein Waiting for a shock to bring me back to life But I don't want

I'd like to dedicate this to all of the Creator's righteous children. I have some food in my bag for you. Not that edible food -- the food you eat? No. I have some food for thought. Since knowledge is infinite it has infinitely fell on me. So umm...

You didn't see my valentine I sent it via pantomime While you were watchin someone else I stared at you and cut myself Its all ill do cuz i'm not free A fugitive too dull to flee I'm amorous but out of reach A still life drawing of a peach I'm a tuli

I know it from the start, you ran off with my heart and with your first hello, I was forever yours It was summer of na na na when you gave me another clear blue sky meet me underneath the apple tree where you and I could drink water drinks we could h

I could liken you to a werewolf the way you left me for dead But I admit that I provided a full moon And I could liken you to a shark the way you bit off my head But then again I was waving around a bleeding, open wound But you were such a super guy

well i come in on a night train with an arm full of box cars on the wings of a magpie cross a hooligan night and i busted up a chifforobe way out by the cocomo cooked up a mess a mulligan and got into a fight whistlin' past the graveyard steppin' on

You lie in the graveyard Well you're rotting away When I talk to you daily You've got nothing to say You lie in the graveyard Well you are down making plans Well you control all my thoughts Well you make dust fall 专辑:Kurt Cobain: About a Son (Music f