Caressing the marble and stone Caressing the marble and stone Love is a special form Were wasting the feeling, I feel How I wish you were here with me
the never seen land peaks I drill a hole in each ship so every last one sinks Save the natives from decimation, I stand beneath the sun A voice in my
I'll witness your hair grow] On a summer day, There's a village way, And the leaves are golden, And the trees are colder, And crouch into a bush like a
such a thing spoil a whole nation and turn it up into a turmoil Stealths wipin out every man's health Bombers got sisters brothers daddies and lonely
Charles' +Manson+ Took Abraham's +Lincoln+ through the Todd +Bridges+ espansion Willis +Reid+s a map that marks the spot showin On his left George +Burns+ a
a word, I feel like I wanna die (feel like I wanna die) My friends tell me? They say Patti find a new love A bird in hand beats two in the bush What
such a thing spoil A whole nation and turn it up into a turmoil Stealths wipin out every man's health Bombers got sisters brothers daddies and lonely
All Don't You Ever Get Lonely You Won't Get Hurt If You Don't Try I Don't Care What You Told Me But The Heart Just Ain't A Place To Hide Girl I Know
a labyrinth, walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad, perhaps this strange place had once been a palace, where now viole(n)t bushes bear dark thorns instead. A
calling in the dark) In a word, I feel like I wanna die My friends tell me, they say Patti find a new love A bird in hand beats two in the bush What
that we're under But everyone knows that everyday's a different number So when your time comes, just remember G You'll always have a place in this world as a
out of Charles' Manson Took Abraham's Lincoln through the Todd Bridges expansion Willis Reid s a map that marks the spot showin' On his left George Burns a
, alms for a miserable woman, on a miserable chilly mornin'! Thank ya, sir, thank ya... How would ya like a little muff, dear a little jig-jig, a little
upon the hill. MRS. MEDLOCK: He's a hunchback, you see. And a sour young man he was, and got no good of all his mobney and a big place till he were married
Something strong was pulling at my head Pulling at my heart Wild flower, growing in all the wrong places Wild flower, so lonely ?neath that lovely rose bush
' life, youknahmsayin, but uhh we gotta maintain youknahmsayin evade all the problems and danger brought on by accounts of struggle (struggle) in society, a.k.a. the streets, a.k.a
'll witness your hair grow] On a summer day, There's a village way, And the leaves are golden, And the trees are colder, And crouch into a bush like a
