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Walk This Way
Joanie's Butterfly
Write Me A Letter
I Am a Marionette
Crazy Rap
Honey, Honey
Pipeline
Jailbait
Love's Got A Hold On You
Something Girls
Gone Country
Restless And Wild
I'm In A Hurry
I Can't Get Next To You
The Other Side
Made Of Money
No Me Importa Nada (Estrella Y Erika)
Swimming
But Not Enough
Lena
Missisippi
Six String
The Tell-Tale Heart
What It Takes
projektory wypożyczenia hosting stron dieta dla karmiących piersią 2 kadencja sejmowa usługi remontowo-budowlane Stop The Tears
Every Now and Then (I Wish Then Was Now)
Ghoul
The Mortician Flame
To Enter the Realm of Legend
Jaz Sem Izvisu
Wanted
She's Dreaming
Digital Tenderness
I Will Go Back To School
Rats In The Cellar
Thy Kingdom Wont Come
Living in Danger
The Anthem of Victory
Chiquita
Everything I Own
Your Reach
Pauksciai
Always Have, Always Will
Crazy World
All I Ever Wanted
Miserlou
New Godz
Breakdown
waiting around
my brain on the ground
it's a dull day
standing tall
look down on us all.
it's a gut ache
i can't leave now
and another day is on its way
i don't want it, don't want it
it's no good, it's no good for me
i don't want it, don't want it
it's not good, it's no good for me
i don't want it, we don't want it
it's no good
i don't want it, don't want it
it's no good, it's no good for me
tracked at Treasure Isle
overdubbed at Treasure Isle and Greenwood Studio
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - lead guitar and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals and rhythm guitar
additional musicians:
Ande Elwood - hammond organ
bpm = 78
key = D sharp minorToday I got a little look at life. Drove by the mother of my ex-wife. She took
my stuff and traded it for hash. She's so rich now, she's smokin' cash. 31
days and she became a Pigg. I heard he's related or knows Butch Vig. I know my
day is comin' round soon. But for now I drive a Ford and she a BMW. I'm so
shot down. Playin' guitar, sittin' in my van. Don't have a real job, I'm a
pizza man. She don't have to work, she just sits home and plays. My clothes
all smell like cigarettes, beer and mayonnaise. I'm so shot down. And I know
it's me. I'm so shot down. You know I never get to see my son. I know someday
I'll have another one. I hope I'll see him someday somehow. But he's so
brainwashed and I...I'm so shot down. I'm so shot down, and I know it's me.
I'm so shot down. I'm not saying she's the only one. If you want to fight, I
guess I'll get my gun. I was just driving through her part of town. I hanked
and waved and said, "hi," but i got shot down. I'm so shot down. And I know
it's me.
it for me to love? for me to fear? Is itchasing me?
Or am I chasing it? Is it out of grasp? Within my reach? I'm never at a l