Little Head
Hiatt John lyrics
Hiatt John lyrics
"Native Son Lyrics"
Virginia Avenue Lyrics
Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to. Harold's club is closing, and everybody
Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to. Harold's club is closing, and everybody
You finally found the mainstream
In the middle of your life
You tapped into a vein
Of endless gold chains
Now you're locked up tight
Tearing down the middle of it
Splitting it right in half
Bobbing up and down the waves
Like a runaw
KONFUSE SITUATION EINES VERWIRRTEN TAGES Lyrics
ertrunkenheit in der verschwommenheit eines kurzen endlosen seins kommt die apokalypse oder bin ich doch nur besoffe
ay slave ertrunkenheit in der verschwommenheit eines kurzen endlosen seins kommt die apokalypse oder bin ich doch nur besoffe
On a Huck Finn raft
CHORUS:
Take your wife
Take your family
Take your gun
Running through the woods
And the burned out neighborhoods
Looking for someone
A member of your tribe
A Place you can hide
'Til
That's My Opinion Lyrics
You want me, you call me To play... to be... Collection? Election? Or jealousy? We are so nice together... so tenderly...<
the war has begun You want me, you call me To play... to be... Collection? Election? Or jealousy? We are so nice together... so tenderly...<
'Cause in the fields before the flood
You'll be spilling blood
Like a native son
Where you gonna run to
There ain't no underground
If only you could fly
You'd cut across the sky
Like a rifle round
Oh, who are
BORN TO RUN Album 'Cimarron' 1981 Lyrics
Well I never did crawl and I never did toe that line No man is a master to me I ain't that kind I just put on my traveling
your people Well I never did crawl and I never did toe that line No man is a master to me I ain't that kind I just put on my traveling
And where is your homeland
'Cause they're dying side by side
At the river of pride
Where we tried to take a stand
REPEAT CHORUS TWICE
In the fields before the flood
You'll be spilling blood
Like a native son