The Fall Lyrics
The Fall Lyrics
"WINGS Lyrics"
U.S. Male Lyrics
(Words & Music by Jerry Reed) Now, I'm a U.S. Male 'cause I was born In a Mississippi town on a Sunday morn Now Mississippi just happens to occupy a place In the southeastern po
(Words & Music by Jerry Reed) Now, I'm a U.S. Male 'cause I was born In a Mississippi town on a Sunday morn Now Mississippi just happens to occupy a place In the southeastern po
Day by day.
The moon gains on me.
Day by day.
The moon gains on me.
Purchased pair of flabby wings.
I took to doing some HOVERING.
Here is a list of incorrect things.
HOVERED mid-air outside a study.
An academic needed his chin,
sent in the dust of some cheap magazines.
His academic rust, could not burn them up.
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The Eternal Nightmare Lyrics
[Music : M. Weard / Lyrics : T. Lundin] Caught within a vicious circle Approaching the limits of pain Falling into the pit where death is calling Still roaming my mind
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Recruited some gremlins.[Music : M. Weard / Lyrics : T. Lundin] Caught within a vicious circle Approaching the limits of pain Falling into the pit where death is calling Still roaming my mind
To get me clear of the airline routes.
I paid them off with stuffing from my wings.
They had some fun with those cheapo airline snobs.
The stuffing loss made me hit a timelock.
I ended up in the eighteen sixties.
I've been there for one hundred and twenty five years.
A small alteration of the past. Can turn time into space.
Chorus: (Eminem) This kinda music, use it and you get amped to do this Whenever you hear something and you can't refuse it It's just some hit for these kids to trash their rooms with
Ended up under Ardwick Bridge.
With some veterans from the U.S. Civil War.
They were under Irish patronage.
We shot dead a stupid sergeant,
but I got hit in the crossfire.
The lucky hit made me hit a time lock.
But, when I got back.
The place I made the purchase, no longer exists
I'd erased it under the bridge.
Day by day.
(1951) Irving Berlin I don't want him you can have him He's not worth fighting for Besides there's plenty more where he came from I don't want him you can have him
By such things.
The moon came towards me.
So now I sleep in ditches.
And hide away from nosey kids.
The wings rot and feather under me.
The wings rot and curl right under me.
A small alteration of the past.
Can turn time into space.
Small touches can alter more than a mere decade.
Wings X 17.