Well, you certainly are nice people Yeah, you certainly are nice people, nice people Certainly are nice people In your white ass suit and lion tattoos
Hi Mrs. Cain, thanks for the phone call Isn't it, isn't it strange Oh things do change, oh they don't change at all Isn't it, isn't it strange Oh some
Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate To what you and I appreciate Noah is a cowboy
Horse down the dead, before they die, before they die Horse down the dead, before they die, before they die Who do you hear, a dying fire, a dying fire
Ones the most calming tune the others the giving Ones the softest calming lagoon The others he's dancing Ones the I's the O's and the rings While the
Well hows about tellin' a story One that's really about somebody What they saw and what they did How they died and how they lived By the time I found
Well I do like a certain girl She moves like a dancing dream I saw everything I've seen And I meant everything I mean Oh, queen bee, All is happy and
Old thunderbird all yellow Old thunderbird all yellow Old thunderbird all yellow When the nighttime came You looked the same Still yellow
Ay tu primo colorado, con barba camburada Y lleno de ballena inclinandose al sol Tu rayo de luz roja, besando nuestra boca El beso que te sopla huele
When they come from the over the mountain Yeah, we'll run, we'll run right around them We've got no guns, no, we don't have any weapons Just our corn
The shore worn And born black I love that, I love that Seaside, seaside Seaside, seaside The hunter in Heaven Is thunder a companion? By my side, my
We burned all our clothes, blew Yopo up our nose We're a young and lazy ol' wild boar Yep, we followed the stork, it led us to camp We didn't get lost
Our story beings on a Sunday afternoon Just between Halfway Tree and Spanish Town Where a young boy, not yet the cock of the walk That he would soon become
La bandera de Alemania Tiene tres ampollas mansas Llenas de florigramas En sus pies y se llaman Staebroshka ahah Mira como va a ensenar Mira como van
I remember a faraway laugh, a sweet caress You'd help me zip up my dress I remember your arms around my neck 21 shells wrapped in my nest Endlessness
Hi Mrs. Cane Thanks for the phone call Isn't it, isn't it strange? Oh, things do change Oh, they don't change at all Isn't it, isn't it strange? Oh,
Well, these days I'm spread so thin I'm getting carried up by the wind Every time you get high You might see me floating by Well, so long old bean It
One, two, three, four I'd like to sing to you if you'd like me to I'd like to sing to you if you'd like me to I'd like to sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
