Great Big Sea Lyrics
Great Big Sea Lyrics
"End of the World Lyrics"
The Alcohol Talking Lyrics
Do you realize you're laughing while you're reaching for the gin Even though I threaten that I'm never coming back again The sweetest song you sing will never calm my fear 'Cause once the alcohol is talking, you're not even here Look
Do you realize you're laughing while you're reaching for the gin Even though I threaten that I'm never coming back again The sweetest song you sing will never calm my fear 'Cause once the alcohol is talking, you're not even here Look
(written by Berry / Buck / Mills / Stipe)
originally performed by R.E.M.
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
That's great, it starts with an earthquake,
Birds, snakes, and aeroplanes
Yeah, Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Speed it up a notch speak, grunt, no strength
The ladder starts to clatter with dinner fight down height.
Wire in a fire, repr
What You Can't C Lyrics
[Hook - repeat 2X] Let me roll somethin' witcha Let me smoke somethin' witcha Let me light this up Let me blow somethin' withca [Verse 1] Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it Locked the game down like Martha Stewart Like
esenting southern gangs,[Hook - repeat 2X] Let me roll somethin' witcha Let me smoke somethin' witcha Let me light this up Let me blow somethin' withca [Verse 1] Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it Locked the game down like Martha Stewart Like
A government for hire and a combat site.
Lefty wasn't coming in a hurry
With the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low plane! Fine, then. Uh oh,
Overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
Listen to your heart beat
Tell me that the reds are in the reverend in the right?
You patriotic, patriotic, slam, fight, brig
Catfish Lyrics
Lazy stadium night Catfish on the mound. "Strike three," the umpire said, Batter have to go back and sit down. Catfish, million-dollar-man, Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. Used to work on Mr. Finley'
t lightLazy stadium night Catfish on the mound. "Strike three," the umpire said, Batter have to go back and sit down. Catfish, million-dollar-man, Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. Used to work on Mr. Finley'
Feeling pretty psyched.
CHORUS:
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
Oh, Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Locking in, uniforming, book-burning, blood-letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a votive, light a candle. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel cr
Make It Through (With Linda Davis) Lyrics
MAKE IT THROUGH WITH LINDA DAVIS WRITERS SKIP EWING, TIM MENSY Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot Where I break my back hauling endless rock For a man made God I really don’t believe in I shoulder the rope and I bear the str
sh, crush, uh-ohMAKE IT THROUGH WITH LINDA DAVIS WRITERS SKIP EWING, TIM MENSY Well the sun beats down and the sand gets hot Where I break my back hauling endless rock For a man made God I really don’t believe in I shoulder the rope and I bear the str
This means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear!
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
CHORUS (x2)
The other night I drifted nice, continental trip to find.
Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev,
Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly beans, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam foot neck, said right.
CHORUS (x2)