are all but fixed upon her coffee cup And looking down she tells you things are looking up Take another slug Heaven I had a dream But now my life's a
she's so easy in her breathing, Why fall in love, when there's no need to? But we do all night, Sleep like spoons, forget whom we are. But she's here
gone forever, Just like all the other girls in town. (Chorus) Now I hear that you have gone to Heaven, And if there's one, I'm sure that's where you
it least it's your cage And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage Maybe maybe you are the only One my heart's desired A bird in the hand
drill yell freeze don`t hang around long face disease I got a book of poems that`s gonna set you free Well it`s bad luck and it`s a hard luck story And
burns the corner of the page that says "The end Is coming soon," but not soon enough. Restring all your guitars. Pack up all your stuff. 'Cause if Robert's
up just like a calf before a slaughter He'd had his fill of hollow town. And it's enough to make a stupid man think straight Broadway, Broadway And it's
Do you wanna mess around? Do you wanna spend the night? I've known both kinds of love But I want to get it right this time I don't wanna settle down
swore the heart you wore upon your sleeve was mine I could not see in front of me, you were leaving, I was blind Blinding sheets of rain, that's what
She drove a blue car around Bloomington She was a thin girl, but she had substance She said that most girls who come to Bloomington Only come here to
I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli The last ten years of my life I've been feeling kind of lonely I don't do love I don't do women
You're gonna crash on the barrelhead son You'll regret the things that you done One of these days you're gonna rue All the messed up things you do You
curtain calls oh baby, what's a boy to do? when the curtain calls oh baby, what's a boy to do? when the curtain calls oh baby, what's a boy to do?
In a seven-seater tour van. There's eight of us, so i'm sleeping on the floor. The guy that plays the banjo Keeps on handing me the old crow, Which multiplies
to not let us boys in For we chose misery as our rock Misery must love all the new friends that she's got I'm gonna write down my name in the lady's
t have designs on you I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you Standing on the corner of 6th Where do I go The parade's shut down now
like to drink some wine i'd like to wake up numb like all my friends there's a road to where i came from it gets longer all the time there's a road to
neighborhood. I got a real live horseshoe, And I hung it upside-down above my door. But it don't do nothing to impress you, So I don't know what the hell it's
