The Wolfgang Press Lyrics
The Wolfgang Press Lyrics
"Give It Back Lyrics"
Sometimes Lyrics
You tell me you're in love with me That you can't take your pretty eyes away from me It's not that I don't want to stay But everytime you come too close I move away I wa
You tell me you're in love with me That you can't take your pretty eyes away from me It's not that I don't want to stay But everytime you come too close I move away I wa
Allen - Cox
A religion of uniform
Cradle the star
Hail their salute of pressure
Underfoot, under squalor
An issue is burning behind the flags of surrender
Ignorance a weapon
As children bleed in their virginity
Repeat your suffering
Watch this crime a political act
Suspend animation
Forgive and forget gracefully
Sell these
California Saga/The Beaks of Eagles Lyrics
An eagle's nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the precipice-footed ridges Above Ventana Creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen meteor will ever plow:
arms to enemies we trust An eagle's nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the precipice-footed ridges Above Ventana Creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen meteor will ever plow:
Chuck it on the fire
With all these lies we covet
Politics wave this hand
Eat the applause
Refuse what has been treatened
The dance of the 7 veils
Too many soldiers fight an unknown cause
Into the valley of death rode the 600
Into the valley of death rode 600 blindmen
When it's written down change the meaning
Oh my father, when he was a barber He worked his body hard to make ends meet Oh my mother remains his lover The things they did, the things they said Go 'round and 'round in
Call it a blot on a gentlemen's conduct
Stride in magnificent style
To catch up on a winning
Aim for an end in this wildlife drudgery
The dance of the 7 veils has come to an end
And you're left naked
Politics a bag of tricks
Politics and Politics Politics and Politics
Politics a bag of tricks
As You Wish Lyrics
cant close my eyes ashamed I let you down tonight I couldn't find the words to say so I guess I'll have to wait until your sound asleep and then I'll say that I'm sorr
Politics, Politics,... cant close my eyes ashamed I let you down tonight I couldn't find the words to say so I guess I'll have to wait until your sound asleep and then I'll say that I'm sorr
Waiting for the kill
Outstretched hands
Open hands
Outstretched hands
I pray for more I'm hungry and you won't feed me
I'm starving
And you won't
Feed me.
Michael Allen: Voice, Bass, Piano, Percussion, Drum Loops
Mark Cox: Synthesizer, Motor, Chains, Drums
Andrew Gray: Guitars, Percussion