There's four words on the tip of my tongue That I wouldn't say to just anyone Maybe I'm crazy to say them to you My heart's fighting Sweet temptations
A loose cannon on your shoulder You've got a strawberry on your hips And you've got some phantasmical images And you've got, you've got your rich
She had a criminal conversation with the devil On the back seat of a burned out Toyota Camry She said she'd finally found a way to start a family But
john cena (bad bad man) ----------------------- Aww, you done did it now Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man! They not ready - they don't
Poor John Blues Trk 13 3:53 Sleepy John Estes (John Adam Estes) Sleepy John Estes - guitar & vocal Jab Jones - piano & James 'Yank' Rachell - mandolin
Crawlin' out of bed this mornin', feeling null and void You drag your remains to the sink Your eye balls are on fire, your head wants to explode You swear
Bad bad boy Yoe're drivin' me crazy Bad bad boy Shame on you Shame on you Where you been all night Messin' with your friends You act so mean And you
Call me up after midnight. Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right. What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life. Cockroach
When all is gone and things go wrong We don't need them anymore The artifacts and all they lack We don't need them anymore I don't have the means and
How long you been workin' here? What do you know about that? Its been thirty years or so Since I bothered lookin' back It was right in front of me But
I see a bad moon a-rising I see trouble on the way I see earth quakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Well, don't go 'round tonight But it's bound
I knew from the first night I met you Something just wasn't quite right Loving like an innocent stranger But something was just out of sight How could
Sometimes I think I'm going crazy Staring at the same four walls Waiting for the working day to end Then I get home so wasted, worn out I curse at you
You've been crying And there ain't no use denying It was me Who put you through this misery And I'd like to say I'm sorry But I can't, no, I can't Nothing
There's another one due in three month's time She'll have to paint the spare room blue She'll work a little overtime And hope it all works out for Frank
You've been crying And there ain't no use denying It was me Who put you through this misery And I'd like to say I'm sorry But I can't, no I can't Nothing
