Grandaddy Lyrics
Grandaddy Lyrics
"Our Dying Brains Lyrics"
Lightning to the Nations Lyrics
Yes i'm coming Angel from the sky, put his hand in mine
Yes i'm coming Angel from the sky, put his hand in mine
The science halls
Have hollow walls
And sodden carpet
At least the cops don't come in
Spare us the legal poems
B
Beachcomber Voodoo Lyrics
I'm swallowing Swallowing you whole You whole
roken legs can't run anywayI'm swallowing Swallowing you whole You whole
Some days were missed
Ten kegs at Albers
And Albers turns into gear
And hours become yea
You Just Don't Know It Yet Lyrics
You can't look when I walk into the room Confused from the
rsYou can't look when I walk into the room Confused from the
Well get back to work
Right back to work I swear
Our beakers are still full of beer
Crotch rockets
and violin
Finished With Lies Lyrics
Now I'm telling the truth I'm finished with lies, lies
sNow I'm telling the truth I'm finished with lies, lies
We chisled and we switched
Naw, but their not gonna mix
So please can our dying brains
Take another break