Arrogant Worms lyrics
Arrogant Worms lyrics
"Lonely Lab of Broken Hearts Lyrics"
Semi Tango Lyrics
Queria espeta-la, mas a faca estava torta Ai nao faz mal, a vaca ja estava morta Virgem cruel o meu coracao nao corta Sao nove e meia vou bater a outra porta No res-do-chao vivia uma costu
Queria espeta-la, mas a faca estava torta Ai nao faz mal, a vaca ja estava morta Virgem cruel o meu coracao nao corta Sao nove e meia vou bater a outra porta No res-do-chao vivia uma costu
Well grab your shoes, and grab your balls
And lets head to those heavenly halls
Sit on down and grab a beer
Because bowling time is pretty near
Tortured men forget their pain
When they head to the bowling lane
Let's go bowling
Let's go bowling, got a coupon
Let's go bowling, for a free game
Let's go bowling
Let's go bowling, let's go bowling
Let's do it now
Because Wrestlemania's fine by me
Monster trucks are a sight to see
A cultured life, that's nice and all
But there ain't nothing better than a bowling ball
You know the sport that God would choose
Is the one with the three-tone leather-sole shoes
Let's go bowling
Let's go bowling, got a coupon
Let's go bowling, from a juice can
Let's go bowling
Let's go bowling, let's go bowling
Let's do it now
Yes bowling! The sport
Fell On Deaf Ears Lyrics
forgive me my heart is breakin, i've been taking myself seriously. you put thumbtacks on my drawbacks. since you've marked them they're all i see. im sorry i've been so sincere. excuse my words, my breath, my tears. forgotte
of kings! The sport of queens!forgive me my heart is breakin, i've been taking myself seriously. you put thumbtacks on my drawbacks. since you've marked them they're all i see. im sorry i've been so sincere. excuse my words, my breath, my tears. forgotte
The sport of dukes...Earls...Bos...Johns...anything that
looks good when it's embroidered on a polyester shirt.
And you know, bowling takes on this almost religious
significance because it's so much like a religion.
I mean the ball is round, like the earth, and it's got
the holy trinity: the Father, the Son, and the..
Thumbhole. And as you roll the ball down the alley of
life...Striki
I Know Your Little Secret Lyrics
He liked to kiss the boys He liked to kiss the girls He liked to kiss the inbetweeners Rub his tongue on their gums Rub his tongue on their gums & lie with them & lie to them
ng out the pagan religions of the past...He liked to kiss the boys He liked to kiss the girls He liked to kiss the inbetweeners Rub his tongue on their gums Rub his tongue on their gums & lie with them & lie to them
Sparing them the anguish of their lives in the gutter...
Framing their existence in an eternal metaphysicalness
something like a 7-10 split!
We'll be bowling in Moosejaw (yeah, yeah)
We'll be bowling in Hickton (yeah, yeah)
We'll be bowling in Gander (yeah, yeah)
And in the Kingston Township (yeah, yeah)
We'll be bowling Vancouver, bowling Saskatoon
Someday they'