Modest Mouse lyrics
Modest Mouse lyrics
"Bukowski lyrics"
Domestic Violence Is Really Really Really Funny lyrics
YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE FUCKING THE MAILMANYOU THREW HER DOWN A FLIGHT OFF STAIRSYOUR SON CAME HOME WITH 4 D'S AND AN FYOU KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS AND IN THE FACE IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE I'D CONGRATULA
YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE FUCKING THE MAILMANYOU THREW HER DOWN A FLIGHT OFF STAIRSYOUR SON CAME HOME WITH 4 D'S AND AN FYOU KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS AND IN THE FACE IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE I'D CONGRATULA
Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell
Movie Star lyrics
You feel like Steve McQueen when your driving in your car and you think you look like James Bond when you're smooking your cigarr it's so bizarre you think you are the new kind of James Dean but the only thin
me never. You feel like Steve McQueen when your driving in your car and you think you look like James Bond when you're smooking your cigarr it's so bizarre you think you are the new kind of James Dean but the only thin
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a
Boricua En La Luna lyrics
Boricua en la luna Desde las ondas del mar que son besos a su orilla, una mujer de Aguadilla vino a New York a cantar. Pero no, solo a llorar un larg
better place or just a better way to fall. Boricua en la luna Desde las ondas del mar que son besos a su orilla, una mujer de Aguadilla vino a New York a cantar. Pero no, solo a llorar un larg
Here we go!
If God controls the land and disease,
keeps a watchful eye on me,
If he's really so damn mighty,
my problem is I can't see,
well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Evil home stereo, what good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah I know, what good curves can you throw?
Well all that icing and all that cake,
I can't make it to your wedding, but I'm sure I'll be at your wake.
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day,
when you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, OK?
Went to bed and didn't see
why every day turns out to be
a little bit more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?