Monks of Doom Lyrics
Monks of Doom Lyrics
"Miracle Mile Lyrics"
Would I Lyrics
(Mark Winchester) Would I Would I Would I Would I go out honky tonkin' with you ever night Dance every dance til I got them all rig
(Mark Winchester) Would I Would I Would I Would I go out honky tonkin' with you ever night Dance every dance til I got them all rig
When your radar tower's on the ground
And the dots on the screen have no meaning at all
Try to guide myself by sight and sound
But my location seems worng
So show me a place where something's right
Black smoke beating from miles of steel
Like cast iron ornaments upon the hillside
Like casks of
Back Street Affair Lyrics
You didn't know I wasn't free when you fell in love with me And with all your young heart you learned to care It brought you shame and disgrace the world
solid oakYou didn't know I wasn't free when you fell in love with me And with all your young heart you learned to care It brought you shame and disgrace the world
The whiskey starts to age, so take another drink my friend
([Like a satellite])
Waiting for the judgement day
Take another drink [...] ([Like a satellite])
And hold it in
Waiting for the judgement day
When you walk along a desert shore
'Til the soles of your feet are not there anymore<
Trust Your Mechanic Lyrics
TV invents a disease You think you have So you buy our drugs And soon you depend on them Pain is in your mind Gotcha comin' back for more
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Would you drop yourself down a waysTV invents a disease You think you have So you buy our drugs And soon you depend on them Pain is in your mind Gotcha comin' back for more
For the savior to come
And steal your minds away
Black smoke was beating from miles of steel
Dotting the hillsides of the miracle mile
Looking up into the sky
Points of light that go rushing by
We're just sitting on our hands ([like a satellite])
Waiting f
Sell Out Lyrics
Wouldn't it be cool If it was our job to Write music for a living You could come over every afternoon We could record some songs And hav
or the judgement dayWouldn't it be cool If it was our job to Write music for a living You could come over every afternoon We could record some songs And hav
Waiting for the judgement day
Flat on our backs, holding it in
We're just waiting for you, and
Waiting for the judgement day
Hey, the jokes on us
Rogue dreams reduced to snuff..
(lots of talking on the left speaker than the right ...
[Siddown!]