Founds total 15 songs
Western Shore
You were all this needed to get you where you're going. Tomorrow is the season, hold on the western shore!. And you're not the reason, nobody care to notice.
The Weary Kind
Your heart's on the loose. You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose. And this ain't no place for the weary kind. . You called all your shots. Shooting eight ball at the corner truck stop.
Too Deep To Fill
Oh baby,... me baby, you kiss these poor lips of mine. Please tell me that you love me, and your heart is forever mine. I gotta hold it down inside me, and I feel it's too deep to fill.
The Road I'm On
I don't even know where I've been. Until I'm up and I'm gone again. Forever traveling this road I'm on. . How long can I sing the blues?. Ain't worth what I have to lose.
Rising Of The Ghetto
Can you hear the sound, of footsteps gather round?. Loud and clear, been going round here for years. From land to the sea, from shackle to city streets.
No Help From God
Love feel, the... my love gone astray. Love here, my head, along the way. If ever brings, I will step down. It's only the wind, knocking me down. Some say that angels, were all looking down.
Never Far Behind
One day I thought I would be just like you. I know now that you were never satisfied. Now that I'm grown I am nothing like you. I see the world with my own eyes.
Neverending Show
I've been running way too fast, but I don't have where to go. If I can keep from running out of gas. Hopefully I'll make it home. It's nothing left out here for me to see.
Keep It Together
Remembering when I was told that's a turn on back. Know that what I had was gone, scattered along the track. ... on hologram.... But I never made a sound, but I was wide awake.
I Heard 'em Say
I heard 'em say that my good friend was black and poor. I heard 'em say that if we talked they shoot him more. I said we might look reckless but we're not helpless.
Heart Of Rhythm
Come on honey let me turn you on,. Let's get it right from the start,. We got us more than silver and gold,. We got a heart full of rhythm and rock n' roll.
Guess Who's Knocking
Guess who is knocking on the door?. Guess who is knocking on the door?. Guess who is knocking on the door?. It's me motherfucker, I'm knocking on the door!.
Flower Bomb
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4. . In this world, we have gone. Out on our own, all alone in stone. Looking for time that passes us by. You tired and old you may get left behind.
Direction Of The Wind
There's just no time for the agenda. The lame and fickle feuds. No time for all these bribes that keep. A poor man sewin' shoes. In a box. . There's just no time for propaganda.
Beg For Broken Legs
Nothing's in the air I'm breathing. Got me underneath the floor. On the ground there's something whispering. Nothing's locking all the doors. Well I ain't gonna stand in line.
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