Adrian Belew Lyrics
Adrian Belew Lyrics
"1967 Lyrics"
Rebel Maniac Lyrics
Take the stairs to the second floor Look the name, it's on the door Pull the gun in the right time Just one shot took his life. Hate is spreading very fast Check the list and see who's next.
Take the stairs to the second floor Look the name, it's on the door Pull the gun in the right time Just one shot took his life. Hate is spreading very fast Check the list and see who's next.
Last night
I took a walk into the back of my mind
through the trash and the warning signs
there was a party full of jokes and clich's
I couldn't think of anything to say
and so I slipped into the men's room there
I saw my hair a way it's never been before
I took the stairs from my head to my heart
I didn't know they were so far apart
the heart is like a little chapel somewhere,
the pre
Rage Of The Winter Lyrics
Cold is the winter snow falls down mystical lights dance in the sky to the winds of night Spell of the nature fill all my soul kiss with your wonderful song my land with love Rage of the winter
tty lights and the empty chairsCold is the winter snow falls down mystical lights dance in the sky to the winds of night Spell of the nature fill all my soul kiss with your wonderful song my land with love Rage of the winter
but I'm gonna bring a broom next time
I'll sweep out all the broken strings I find
She walks me down to my private train
and lays me down in my sleeping car
she keeps my elephant out of the rain
and sees to the care of my vintage cars
she is the blood of my life
without her I would starve
Who you gonna run to?
Who you gonna hide behind?
Who you gonna
Our Hearts Are Holding Hands Lyrics
OUR HEARTS ARE HOLDING HANDS WITH BONNIE OWENS (Bill Anderson) « © '65 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI » We're far apart but our hearts're holding hands It's lonely just to sit here by mysel
turn toOUR HEARTS ARE HOLDING HANDS WITH BONNIE OWENS (Bill Anderson) « © '65 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI » We're far apart but our hearts're holding hands It's lonely just to sit here by mysel
when there's nobody home but you?
What's a father to do
with all theses school-less injuns
running in circles around the wagons
What's a father to do
with all these monster debts
around my neck
on a sad sun deck
Oh, my children, the times are jaded
the simple life is complicated
oh, my children
Now if the dark of the night
arrives in the middle of the day
I'm go
What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life Lyrics
Writer(s): Music: Michel Legrand; Lyrics: Alan Bergman and Marilyn Bergman I want to see your face in every kind of light In fields of dawn and forests of the night And when you stand before
nna say my prayerWriter(s): Music: Michel Legrand; Lyrics: Alan Bergman and Marilyn Bergman I want to see your face in every kind of light In fields of dawn and forests of the night And when you stand before
for sweetness and light,
gonna fix myself a Coke,
and hope it's alright
If the bat-winged beast sweep down
for a feast on me
I'm gonna pin my soul
to a hot-air balloon
gonna make it pop
and shoot me to the moon
Now you've had another piece of my mind,
a cup of coffee and a slice of time
if you'll excuse me I should say goodbye
I gotta go now.