Modest Mouse lyrics
Modest Mouse lyrics
"The Good Times Are Killing Me lyrics"
A Hundred Years From Today lyrics
Writers: J.Young/Washington/V.Young Hey don't save your kisses - just pass 'em around You'll find my reason - is logically sound Who's gonna know that you past them aroun
Writers: J.Young/Washington/V.Young Hey don't save your kisses - just pass 'em around You'll find my reason - is logically sound Who's gonna know that you past them aroun
The good times are killing me.
Here we go!
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killi
Neva Gonna Give It Up lyrics
[intro: snoop dogg] Dpg (g), c [repeat 4 times] [verse one: kurupt] Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch, then hitti
ng me. [intro: snoop dogg] Dpg (g), c [repeat 4 times] [verse one: kurupt] Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch, then hitti
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.
G
Sever The Ties lyrics
Didn't think the day would comeDecember 20th the ties were cutIt doesn't matter where you areMinutes and seconds robbing us blindYour face and memory - carved into stoneOne day
ot dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on. Didn't think the day would comeDecember 20th the ties were cutIt doesn't matter where you areMinutes and seconds robbing us blindYour face and memory - carved into stoneOne day
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.
Get sucke
10 Dollar lyrics
Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong To want more than a folk song Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall S
d in and stuck in late nights Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong To want more than a folk song Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall S
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.