The Clarks Lyrics
The Clarks Lyrics
"Cigarette (No Smoking Mix) Lyrics"
The Stick Lyrics
My stick. I just love my stick. Mmm, my stick. I just love my stick. Girl, your ride is bad but you can't compare. To my baby black Cadillac, oh so rare.
In a black and far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
It houses circus freaks, temptation and bad trips
In an isolated corner of the box
There's a trap door covered up with dirt and rocks
It opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt
Do you know where you're going when you've taken
Do you know what you get?
Cigarette
On a dark and lonely road in my hometown
Stands a house that long ago should've been torn down
It reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and bad debt
On a weather beaten transom in the house
Walks a friend of mine that I call the old king mouse
He dances in the moonlight
My stick. I just love my stick. Mmm, my stick. I just love my stick. Girl, your ride is bad but you can't compare. To my baby black Cadillac, oh so rare.
In a black and far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
It houses circus freaks, temptation and bad trips
In an isolated corner of the box
There's a trap door covered up with dirt and rocks
It opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt
Do you know where you're going when you've taken
I'm Your New God Lyrics
*girl weeping* WHAT'S WRONG, SWEETHEART? DON'T YOU WANT ME? YOU PAID FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME. *rhythmic sniffing* SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. INHALE ...<
your last step*girl weeping* WHAT'S WRONG, SWEETHEART? DON'T YOU WANT ME? YOU PAID FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME. *rhythmic sniffing* SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. INHALE ...<
Do you know what you get?
Cigarette
On a dark and lonely road in my hometown
Stands a house that long ago should've been torn down
It reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and bad debt
On a weather beaten transom in the house
Walks a friend of mine that I call the old king mouse
He dances in the moonlight
Tower Of Hope Lyrics
From the wind-torn ramparts of the Tower of Hope we survey a thousand futures. Release your dreams from this electric pinnacle. You must have hope... [hippie]and sleeps out on the steps
Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?
Do you know what you get?
Do you know where you're going when they've paid their last regrets?
Do you know what you get?
Cigarette
In a black and far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
And it reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and big hair
Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?
Do you know what you get?
Do you know where you're going when the devil starts to sweat?
Do you know what you get?
A cigarette
From the wind-torn ramparts of the Tower of Hope we survey a thousand futures. Release your dreams from this electric pinnacle. You must have hope... [hippie]
Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?
Do you know what you get?
Do you know where you're going when they've paid their last regrets?
Do you know what you get?
Cigarette
In a black and far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
I Wanna Be Committed Lyrics
I thought I was a space age cowboy I thought I was a sweet and sour chow-boy I thought I was a thinker a juvenile drinker I thought I had some kind of a brai
It houses circus freaks, temptation and the Fayette County FairI thought I was a space age cowboy I thought I was a sweet and sour chow-boy I thought I was a thinker a juvenile drinker I thought I had some kind of a brai
And it reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and big hair
Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?
Do you know what you get?
Do you know where you're going when the devil starts to sweat?
Do you know what you get?
A cigarette