(john critchley) I remember, one november we had our picnic At the graveyard down your...
Somebody said you better let go 'Cause they said so But I could never let...
why am I walking barefoot upon this road with no one around I close my...
Tell me who what when where did It start Tell me when where how did...
[Intro:] I fly with the stars in the skies I am no longer trying to...
Guarding the carcass, we stripped and devided To carve up...
Sandinista, you can hold your head up high You have...
If you hurt me, you won't be the first or...
Eddie the eunuch was a weasel Nasty as an old...
The scene was a small roadside cafe The waitress was...
I was just a young man Working steady in a...
Lovers make believe in dreams Dreamers make believe in makin'...
Well you fight like the devil to Just keep your...
So many people got so many lines They've all been...
You gotta make your own rules, child You gotta break...