[Munoz / Munoz] All the things let undone, All the smiles that are gone, All the love you won't know, All the places you won't go.
All the things let undone, All the smiles that are gone, All the love you won't know, All the places you won't go.
: [Munoz / Munoz] All the things let undone, All the smiles that are gone, All the love you won't know, All the places you won't go.
gift Another day with you A twist or a waltz It's all the same schmaltz With just a change in the scenery You'll never be old hat That's that! You
went outside but there was cops all over Then he dipped into a car, a stolen Nova Raced up the block doing 83 Crashed into a tree near a university Escaped
shotgun He went outside but there was cops all over He dipped into a car, a stolen Nova He raced up the block doing 83 Crashed into a tree near a university
in testerosous, down in front with the vultures My clique be the coldest, baddest bitches they know us After the show they blow us and do all types of
down in the shadow of electric silver trees You can play ferry sinking victim looking water-ski And if you want excitement ask the poet kids They all
Please don?t come any closer to me, I feel old like a withered tree, these days are passing eternally, you won?t ask me to slow it down, blurred emotions
I was hungry and I was cold, had a father far too old, couldn't make it to the place he'd like to be. In a tree-trunk in the park, he was living
Two ravens in the old oak tree, one for you and one for me Bluebells in the late December, I see signs now all the time The last time we slept together
we meet, On any old street, And you're in your girlish prime. The short and the tall, Are coming to the ball, I go there all the time. Behind every tree
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee They're throwing knives into the tree Two big bags of dead man's bones Got their noses to the grindstones Living
He rode the rails since the Great Depression Fifty years out on the skids He said 'You don't cross nobody You'll be all right out here kid.' Left my
s natural to fall off, just land close to the tree I'll be there if they need me to be and I know all my local shorties cuz they all know who I am and
this could all be with a frenectomy and a few words of love. My shabop shalom baby Won?t you shabop shalom with me Under the old banana tree Whoa, whoa
elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war] We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead
