With your feet in the air and your head on the ground You try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse And there's nothing in it And you'
Why do cupids and angels continually haunt her dreams like memories of another life is painted on her shirt in capital out on the free free way there'
One fine day in my odd past i picked me up a transmission i turned the fission ignition went looking for the broadcaster and when i first touched some
As soon as I get my head around you I come around catching sparks off you I get an electric shock from you This secondhand living just won't do And the
Pioneer of aerodynamics (little eiffel, little eiffel) they thought he was real smart alec (little eiffel, little eiffel) he thought big they called it
The day since i met her i can't believe it's true she came here from memphis across the ocean sailing and i saw her a i pleaded why do you come so far
I smell smoke taht comes from a gun named extintion it was a long time ago could have happened to anyone he was struck by a bullet and he melted into
Speed leaving without warning i need some place to sleep tonight blowing in the rocking of the pine speed leaving without warning the sunlight is going
At the station, at the border an egression to the exterior law and order upward plantation i remember your red dress like a field full o' poppy you were
This is a song about something there there is something about this song we did the clubs what ass i was hoping to have her in the sack i was looking handsome
In the sleepy west ofthe woody east is a valley full, full o' pioneer we're not just kids, to say the least we got ideas to us that's dear like capitalist
Upon construction there is the mohawk his way of walking quite high above the ground fearless of looking down skywalk some people say that the navajo
We needed something to move and fill up the space we needed something this always is just the case jefrey with one f jeffery took up his place sat on
I had a vision there wasn't any television from looking into the sun looking into the sun we got to think quick says blind st. nick hey from looking into
from distant star to this here bar the me, the you where are we now? horray the blues of everyone allison keeps a smile around a while he took no fright
i know you're rich in good clothes and little things your mind is fancy (and your car is bitchin') is she weird is she weird, is she white is she promised
In a place they say is dead in the lake that's like an ocean i count about a billion head all the time there's a motion palace of the brine i saw the
there is this old woman she lives down the road you can often find her kneeling inside of her hole and i often ask her "are you looking for the mother
