It'll get you on the last bus home get you at the discount bend it'll get youon the old dance floor get you as the party ends Oh 4am, is the time when
My heart ain't broken 'cause that implies It was ever in one piece before tonight Paradise is poison in my veins Winter runs its fingers through the
I'm going to drag you down with me I'll take you walking by the sea And when I find a place to rest I'll hold your head upon my chest and I 'm going
15th heir to the ball and chain House full of hungry kids to his name Everything to lose and nothing to gain Long reign Alfred the Great Touched
By rights we should have been choking On every word the Preacher had us repeat A stiff drink and napkins in your hand bag The first aid of a three
Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I?ll be waiting, Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear, And I?d hold you in my
Angel eyes, strike a match and set this city alight All of my life I have been pondering the good done doing right Won't you be my mountain bird
God knows what is hiding in that weak and drunken heart I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure God
World without sound can't you keep the noise down 'Else you gonna make the baby cry Over split blood heavens anyone would think you had an axe to grind
Blind me with distraction Build a frontier ?cross the void All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breath I moved out to the country And I saw the scenery
bedside with a whistling heart, that played piano in the dark and cheered you every step of the way I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance
With a whistling heart that played piano in the dark And cheered you every step of the way I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance And
with a whistling heart, that played piano in the dark and cheered you every step of the way I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance and
Traduzione: Cherry Ghost. Thirst For Romance.
hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear
he used to write poetry So I'mma try to poetically explain how I feel Girl you know that you're the apple of my eye To me you're like the cherry in my cherry
runnin, no destination as exit with the wind, loser never lose and winners never win, the seconds turn to minutes and the minutes turn to hours my cherry cherry