Counting Crows lyrics
Counting Crows lyrics
"Diamonds And Babies And Cars lyrics"
A Small Victory lyrics
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More < Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;
"My turn this time," he says.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More < Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;
"Never get better than this,
we never get better than bad."
"My turn this time," he said.
"Now I can do what I want,
now I can walk away mad."
"Cause last time we tried," he said.
"We never get anywhere
We never solve anything."
"It's my turn this time," he said.
And sticks out his chin like a man
Sticks out
M A D lyrics
Stark, bleak, wasted Devastated When? All life Totally annihilated Die! Does it have to be this way Is this the price we're gonna pay?
his chin like a manStark, bleak, wasted Devastated When? All life Totally annihilated Die! Does it have to be this way Is this the price we're gonna pay?
"My turn this time," they cried.
And everyone walks in a line
Around in a circle until they die
"My turn this time," they scream.
And diamonds and babies and cars...
Don't add up to anything
"My turn this time," she says.
"I wish we could talk a bit more,
just give me a little more time."
"My turn this time," she says.
by Gary Chapman I don't know where you go As you run through your day But I'm sure now and then Someone looks your way I know you're breakin' hearts I know you'
they never get anywhere."
This time she starts to cry
And everyone stares at the ground
Nobody says a word
"You get one chance each life," she sighs.
"And mine is just passing me by."
He walks out the door and she stares up at the ceiling
"My turn this time," they cry.
And everyone walks in a line
Around in a
The Mail Man lyrics
Kick this shit about the mail man [ VERSE 1 ] Time for the payback, backpay Can't let homie live to see his birthday A.K., Forty's lettin hot ones to the kidne
circle until they dieKick this shit about the mail man [ VERSE 1 ] Time for the payback, backpay Can't let homie live to see his birthday A.K., Forty's lettin hot ones to the kidne
"My turn this time," they scream.
And diamonds and babies and cars...
Don't add up to anything, at all
"My turn this time," he says.
And he turns the radio on
And he turns the radio off
"My turn this time," she says.
And she laughs at her self
And she laughs at her self
And the sun goes down
And the sun comes up