Time to take a breath once more Before the hammer blow Wrap myself around the veil Against the bitter cold Body bruised from selfishness The penny dropped
Los arados, los sembrios las cosechas y su amor, dan al indio en este mundo alegria en su dolor. Por donde quiera que vaya toca triste el rondador porque
Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the morning
Down over the window From the dazzling sunlit place Through the back alleys, through the blinds Another one of the Memphis days Honey bees are buzzing
(Deniece Williams / Henry Redd / N. Watts / S. Green /Lionel B. Richie Jr.) Whispering in his ear, my magic potion for love, telling him, I'm sicere,
Time to take a breath once more Before the hammer blows Wrap myself around the veil Against the bitter cold Body bruised from selfishness The penny dropped
Sad to say its over now Here come the huns Pick a side or pick a spot Here come, here come the rome plows Why waste your time? Here come the huns Be
To my mistress the bridge, I don't feel well I'll be leaving and you can't stop me We've been carrying on too long We've been carrying on too long, I'
Silver eyes thrill me with your lies Sentimental feelings never die Yellow, words upon the ground Yellow birds, take me to their song down Singing Floater
Remember when the AAA Killed a million hogs a day? Instead of hogs it's men today. Plow the fourth one under. [Chorus:] Plow under! Plow under! Plow
Very soon now... Something will crack. Something will crack. Alcoholic. Yeah. "...hey, dammit..." Something from my bottle of wine sinking in my
Woke up this morning lying in my bed. Someone was next to me, or was she in my head? It was a centerfold. With hair so red. Sleeping right next to me,
"Flesh disolved in acid of light!" "Nine hundred hours of hallucinitory intoxication." "Nine hundred hours of hallucinitory intoxication." (w/distortion
So you rise from the blood, catching yourself in the mirror... Well did you get it on film? And monkey see monkey do. And it's another day, you are
Oh! What joy! A child of our own... Oooh, such a handsome child With a fusebox smile I think he's trying to speak now But he's got nothing to say He
So strip away all of my shadows And light me up bnrighter than the sun My hands are stong from building these gallows Many will be left hanging before
