Widespread Panic Lyrics
Widespread Panic Lyrics
"Greta Lyrics"
Man from Mecca Lyrics
Scott/Tucker/Priest/Connolly Take a black grab I think of what you'll had Here's a wildcat Take a white mouse He's hiding in a house Here's
Scott/Tucker/Priest/Connolly Take a black grab I think of what you'll had Here's a wildcat Take a white mouse He's hiding in a house Here's
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
Well, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
In Spite Of Lyrics
I ain’t as beautiful as you I ain’t as beautiful as you In spite of the fact That I ain’t noticed in a crowd I know it ain’t all bad I know that ain’t
How's it gonna be yeahI ain’t as beautiful as you I ain’t as beautiful as you In spite of the fact That I ain’t noticed in a crowd I know it ain’t all bad I know that ain’t
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
Where did the Lovin' Go Lyrics
I recall the look in your eyes, and the way that I felt When I heard you say, "Where did the loving go?" Funny how it all slipped away. I remembe
How's it gonna beI recall the look in your eyes, and the way that I felt When I heard you say, "Where did the loving go?" Funny how it all slipped away. I remembe
How's it gonna be yeah
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How'
Little Girl Lyrics
Oh little girl, all mine Hey, you sure are fine I'm gonna take you home That's where you belong Cause you were born to discover You're made to love th
it gonna be yeahOh little girl, all mine Hey, you sure are fine I'm gonna take you home That's where you belong Cause you were born to discover You're made to love th
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a big ol' brama bull
Busting up my shotgun shack