Founds total 14 songs
Trash Day
Trash Day in Beverly Hills. All the sad little mama's with their happy little pills. They flirt with the lawn boys as they clean out the pools. While the Mexican nannies take the children to school.
The Weight Of Her
Oh!. . Here come the captain. She's a firecracker, skinny jeans. Two lips of honey, yeah. She leaves a trail of gasoline. She drinks more whiskey. Than her daddy, she can even sing.
The 3 Kids In Brooklyn
Well I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls. To find myself a few more just like me. The options pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
Summer Scarves
Lyin' in the overgrown-up grass in the front yard. Water falling from the sky so warm it feels hard. Trying to figure out just who you really are to me.
Ships In A Bottle
"Ships in a Bottle". . Everybody sleeps. But I haven't done that in the last few weeks or so. And yeah, I know the remedy. But they ran out yesterday.
She Likes Hair Bands
She Likes Hair Bands. On satellite radio. But I was in one. So it's a little too close to home. She can dance like. She's done it for a living before.
Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car, Thought Of You
Now honey, dry your eyes. Get back in the car. There's no need to end it this way. That's what you said when I shot off the head. Of our love that one Saturday.
Here Comes The...
Here comes the heartache, the move out date. Excuses for my friends. Here comes the reasons I have to justify. It was better in the end. Here comes the last time I'm gonna kiss you.
Going Back/going Home
I'm not happy with myself these days. I took the best pars of the script and I made them all cliches.. And this red bandanas surely gonna fade. Even though it's the only thing the fire didn't take..
Canadian Ten
Sunshine, you heal as much as you hurt. With regret in my veins and blood on my shirt. Sure must have had myself a personal best. It takes filling my lungs up with smoke.
Be Good Until Then
Always know the road you're riding on. Always know the words to your baby's song. Try to make the most of Friday nights when they come. . Maybe turn a stranger to a friend.
Atl
Born from hippies back in 1969. I was bored by 1992. I walked into a recruitment office a year before that. They said "Son, we've been waiting for you".
A Song For The Metalheads
1...9...6...9. Press the tape recorder, let's get this all down real fast. Before the insignificant thought goes by. There's one more slow song left to write for the record.
"ladies And Gentleman.. ""the Let's Go Out Tonites!"" "
im tired, im bored, wheres the cocaine. things dont get started til midnight in my brain. I called up marie, we'd had sex for free. i asked her to give back all my records and jeans.
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