TR-i Lyrics
TR-i Lyrics
"Property Lyrics"
Kiss Is Better Lyrics
"What's it all about, I hear the global shout. Blind man draws the tribal line and it all seems such a waste of time. Stars and spies, thug in ties. Power man refuels the line. Talk of nonsense, such a wa
"What's it all about, I hear the global shout. Blind man draws the tribal line and it all seems such a waste of time. Stars and spies, thug in ties. Power man refuels the line. Talk of nonsense, such a wa
I'll be your fantasy, but I won't be your property
Love you eternally, but I'll never be your property
Love from me's not guaranteed
Just because you think I'm property
I can love you totally and still not be your property
Every girl and boy wants to grow up to be loved someday
And you can't wait to give your heart away
But it's like worship in their eyes walking down the aisle
When you slip on that ring, they start to tre
Fifty Dollar Love Affair Lyrics
Oh the romance of these harbour towns Lights that shimmer on canals And in the bottom of your glass The air buzzing with foreign tongues And the occasional cries Of sailors, tramps and rock 'n' rollers . . .at you like a thing, yeah
I call it slavery when you call someone your property
Don't waste your vanity, I will never be your property
Something wonderful happens when people fall in love
Your happiness is all they're thinking of
But it's like "anything you say" 'til the wedding day
When they get it in ink, they start to tell you what to think, yeah
Darkest day in history when someone invented property
Cause
Since god began it, we've been dividing up the planet
When you see something you want it
You've got to put your name tag on it
And we go on carving, meanwhile half the world is starving
It's a crime .. hands off what is mine!
Take all you can 'til you slam on the parking brake
And you need space to make your own mistakes
But it's like "I won't hold you back" 'til th
Then they're struttin' about like they own you inside out
I call it slavery (you can't make me a slave),
when you call someone your property
Don't waste your vanity (don't be so vain),
I will never be your property
Darkest day in history (why did you have to do a thing like that)
when someone invented property
Cause of our misery (misery, misery)
is the constant lust for property
Oh the romance of these harbour towns Lights that shimmer on canals And in the bottom of your glass The air buzzing with foreign tongues And the occasional cries Of sailors, tramps and rock 'n' rollers . . .
I call it slavery when you call someone your property
Don't waste your vanity, I will never be your property
Something wonderful happens when people fall in love
Your happiness is all they're thinking of
But it's like "anything you say" 'til the wedding day
When they get it in ink, they start to tell you what to think, yeah
Darkest day in history when someone invented property
Cause
Kisses Lyrics
She'll suck the living down to size three She'll suck the living and she'll kill me Necks are crooked and it's time to sing Her beak's wide open at the sound of wings Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh,
of our misery is the constant lust for propertyShe'll suck the living down to size three She'll suck the living and she'll kill me Necks are crooked and it's time to sing Her beak's wide open at the sound of wings Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh,
Since god began it, we've been dividing up the planet
When you see something you want it
You've got to put your name tag on it
And we go on carving, meanwhile half the world is starving
It's a crime .. hands off what is mine!
Take all you can 'til you slam on the parking brake
And you need space to make your own mistakes
But it's like "I won't hold you back" 'til th
Ono Lyrics
Have you ever chosen to ignore the warning sign Give the benefit of doubt, just to ease your mind Have you ever turned your head, when someone's doing someone wrong Everyday's a new surprise Ono, ono, some t
e bags are packedHave you ever chosen to ignore the warning sign Give the benefit of doubt, just to ease your mind Have you ever turned your head, when someone's doing someone wrong Everyday's a new surprise Ono, ono, some t
Then they're struttin' about like they own you inside out
I call it slavery (you can't make me a slave),
when you call someone your property
Don't waste your vanity (don't be so vain),
I will never be your property
Darkest day in history (why did you have to do a thing like that)
when someone invented property
Cause of our misery (misery, misery)
is the constant lust for property