I know a boy who thinks he's white But in my mind he's black as night His soul is calling out for more But he doesn't see yet what's in store Break out
I see bright faces, somber faces, that's what I see I see soft faces, hard faces, lookin' at me Glad faces, sad faces, everywhere I see I see keen faces
HALF WAY THERE. (c. Char Hunter) 1.) There's a part of me, that wishes every day could be easy, no pain and no hassle, just kind of breezy.
It's raining today, the sky is grey But it won't get me down, there's a secret I have found I can let the sun shine - in my heart I can let the sun shine
There was never a time when it all made sense There were always missing elements Time and space is not in our hands We will never completely understand
RUN. (c. Char Hunter) 1.) You're a little deseased, to think you're easy on me. I tried so hard, to make you see. What kind of man
STAN'S PARK. (c. Dale Hunter) 1.) Well I went down to Stan's Park, to take a look around. And I was filled with wonder, at nature's sight
LOVESICK BLUES. (c. Char Hunter) 1.) I'm gonna walk, right through that door, I'm gonna leave you, always wanting more. I'm gonna walk
He came from nowhere; no body knew him from Joe He conquers a few with his stare, but the rest of us hate the show A macho man in his domain, burns his
WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO. (c. Char Hunter) 1.) I wish I was half as faded as you, cheeks so red and eyes of blue. Seeing you here makes me want
THINKING OF YOU. (c. Dale Hunter). 1.) I'm thinking of you, baby, in the morning, I'm thinging of you, baby, at noon. Thinking about
I swear I'm getting mighty pissed with all these goddamn terrorists Acting like they just don't care 'bout how things oughtta be Didn't they read the
your lips And I wish I was your beer And in the small there of your back Your jeans are playing peek-a-boo I'd like to see the other half Of your butterfly
go get some breakfast Then I got to cross getting books And records off my check list There's so many beautiful people out today So I'm walking like hunter S. On my way
s all about Bein' McEntired and Loveless I can't Lovett if I'm all Tuckered out Well, I never meant to set out like a half-cocked Gatlin gun No highway Head Hunter
Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle. * If there was no government, wouldn't there be chaos Everybody running round, setting petrol bombs off? And if there
mighty and bold. Diarmuid longed to go hunting with Fionn, like in the old days, when they were young. One fateful night, he opened the door; there stood
concellor I have shitted on so many M.C's _should be my sponser Have _ rob ya for your diamonds and pearls While im in the next room havin my way