No 2 Live Dinner
Keen Robert Earl lyrics
Keen Robert Earl lyrics
"Dreadful Selfish Crime Lyrics"
seems like yesterday i was here
dreaming my life away and drinking beer
staying up till dawn
strumming on guitars
sleeping all day long
just like the big rock stars
barley living on
money from tip jars
i had a little place
just up the block
had me a french grilfriend
i loved the way she talked
we spent our afternoons watching the tv
finding things to do
that we could do fo
Hand On The Glock Lyrics
cypress hill cypress hill cypress hill Crusing through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin I'm a criminal But lets make it understood Just one man man with a
r freecypress hill cypress hill cypress hill Crusing through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin I'm a criminal But lets make it understood Just one man man with a
when we split up she said "you don't do enough for me"
i am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
i'll rob myself of all my presious time
i had my first gig here
in this neighborhood
we had a little band
i thought was good
i hocked my old shotgun
and i bought a used P.A.
we got a quart of rum
and we drank it all that day
when the big gig come
we were just too drunk to play (that w
More Than Love Lyrics
Every morning takes a chance, it might not come around So it's maybe coming later A preacher man on my TV Say he's got the streets for me And prays you got the letter Heavenly Father tell me how it's got
s our way)Every morning takes a chance, it might not come around So it's maybe coming later A preacher man on my TV Say he's got the streets for me And prays you got the letter Heavenly Father tell me how it's got
i am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
i'll rob myself of all my presious time
i am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
i'll rob myself of all my presious time
sometimes i can't believe
those days are gone
most of my friends back then
they done moved on
one's in hollywood
and one's a millionare
some are gone for good
ya and some still livin here
but you know...
me i'm
Fred Jones Pt 2 Lyrics
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes Things that remind him: 'Life has been good' Twenty-
just the same Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes Things that remind him: 'Life has been good' Twenty-
i'm lost in a crowd
looking for the rain in a thunder cloud
i've moved around
but it don't matter though
one thing i've found
there's just two ways to go
it all comes down
to living fast or dying so slow (just make it go)
i am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
i'll rob myself of all my presious time
i am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
i'll rob myself of all my presious time