The Decline Of Country And Western Civilization Lambchop

Well, I hate Nathan Bedford Forrest He's the featured artist in the devils chorus And damn they're looking ugly to me Damn they're looking ugly to me And they say put an end to all your joking And you

Nothing But A Blur From A Bullet Train Lambchop

Wearing a halo of mist Glowing pink and purple In the afternoon light Sprawling from a hub They gave way to patches of green The wine colored country Unfolded as we tumbled into our rooms And our travel

Decline Biohazard

It's easy to say we scream for change when everyday we act the same. How can a troubled government make us scapegoats When we don't go out and vote.

Women Help To Create The Kind Of Men They Despise Lambchop

Women help to create the kind of men they despise Misery is often apparent of some affecting touches That were composed under her name Or, the dignity of criticism increases the confusion in men Her heart

Up With People Lambchop

Yes there comes a booming sound It used to come from underground Now it emanates From a kind of welfare state Of the soul Yeah baby of the soul And of the sweet sweet soul Let's be certain Of the deliberate

Each Time I Bring It Up It Seems To Bring You Down Lambchop

Hobbled by the fact That there must be a problem Confident that there's a trace Of honor that we share So let's begin again And let's not try to answer With subtle irony Instead of common sense Take me

The Rise And Fall Of The Letter P Lambchop

Well it started out intimate enough She was hardly convinced of this And nothing was right with out it And every thing, I mean every thing's unclean How long is the right to suffer And nothing impresses

A Day Without Glasses Lambchop

takes the sum of all the kindness And the whole of all the guilt I scramble our affection like some eggs There are things I want to tell you But sometimes I get confused Still I try to make a mental

I Haven't Heard A Word I'Ve Said Lambchop

The right of callous goes to malice Molder in the grave The scene to witness inner fitness Leaves without a wave To turn about inside the outer Layer that we save Becomes apparent when we wear it Such

Fear Lambchop

And often is the case that you have set yourself specific goals you spaz out in mid sentence and you mind is gripped in fear. Fear I know you're board, Lets take a walk.

Crackers Lambchop

Crackers spoil In the California sun Autumn leaves But she never said where she was going In your heart Your mind grow dumb You feign surprise to learn that That's where babies come from Remove

Nashville Parent Lambchop

But it just looks plain cold from the bottle Another part of the ritual standing in the kitchen Arms are braced against the counter swallowing like mercury down the drain And the neighbors have been drinking

Four Pounds In Two Days Lambchop

They say you walk around As if a ghost had crossed your path And turned into a reading material And as it happens to be chosen From the torn or taffeta You're frozen in the contemplation of a win Okay,

Grumpus Lambchop

Oh what's the matter with the boy Oh did he really have to be so sure But you're not thinking ride around without a sound Restless boy in restless town and you commence to Drinking a bottle up, a bottle

You Masculine You Lambchop

The shape of the sun ah, pretty ways pretty ways and Things to come When this day is done you will collapse collapse into The funnel of my arms And as always they're not strong And as always you Do believe

I Would Have Waited Here All Day Lambchop

There are dishes in the sink this morning They remind me of a dream There are coffee cups and empty glasses I laid next to a wet sponge I casually accept the image As something that I've seen I'm

Beers Before The Barbican Lambchop

In a life that's wrong and hung around I'd probably wet myself with all the talk Think of me as serious or slightly disappointed I'm not looking to defend this attitude Your dress is perfect Your

Prepared [2] Lambchop

She was standing by her mirror Brushing out her curls and braids That evening had arranged the night before She noticed her pale cheeks As were seen through haggard eyes That suggested conversation

Action Figure Lambchop

the cat out of the bag Let's let the neighborhood go bad It take some time but there you go It takes a lot of guts to show The silly side of who we are As if we'd ever go that far So we can put the watch

The Old Gold Shoe Lambchop

The gold stereo Stretches out the sound Turns the plates until they're rounded The whole that you know Gets closer to the ground Closer to that thing you found For all our massive brains To call on choked

Something's Going On Lambchop

"There so much I want to know In every day in every notice The hour it is going slow So how am I to show this And I've got this feeling Something's going on Wake up in a kinda sweat Fingers slightly numb

The Distance From Her To There Lambchop

So shy tonight I'm told you were, I'm in the thick Of it, I've been a dick with it you're just not used To it Am I'm alright well, as you were there's no use for This it's not a theater kiss more like

The Petrified Florist Lambchop

A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe I've stepped on my guitar A borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretend A coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patent

the downfall of western civilization mxpx

the downfall of western civilization What do you call yourself? What did you call me? Excuse me but you don't know me And I sure don't know you neither Who are you and where did you go?

Armageddon Front Line Assembly

The race for supremacy Is starting to be seen Global fornication through those evil machines Bright polished leather Guns held high Parade of self illusion There aims are high Eins zwei drie Wir marchen

Civilization Justice

Stand in line as we march to the drums of the east Paralyzed and possessed by crusaders deceased Lost in the silence the call from the turbulent times Bound by the science that lives on the lips

Steve Mcqueen Lambchop

And if I never live to see another day Oh, I guess that have to be alright by me How come we never say what it is that we want to say Is this just another way to be mean Mean, mean Not Steve McQueen or

City & Western Crazy Arm

My lovin' brother, he knows my name We have each other, we're not the same My lovin' mother can't see me here She sits and wonders what I desire City wants me to be truthful Country wants me to be useful

The Butcher Boy Lambchop

she went upstairs to make her bed and not a word to her mother said her mother went upstairs too saying oh daughter my daughter what troubles you oh mother oh mother i can not tell that butcher that butcher

Civilization David Byrne

Somewhere between the darkness and light Faces all glow but its not too bright Civilization, its all about knives and forks Isn't she here? What time is it now? Is this the right place?

Civilization Front Line Assembly

"We fight We rule Don't will to conquer Symbols of depression Like borders obsolete Eradicate exterminate all Species from the earth In the name of progress We call peace These Islands collapsing

I Hate Candy Lambchop

And I hate candy But I like rain And I like substance To tickle my brain And I'd like to see you And I'd like to say That I can't wait To see you today Wheres my little trouble girl?

The Book I Haven't Read Lambchop

The crickets cry tonight Here comes your girl The showers fall tonight It's a rainy world The shivers on the spine Could be what we had in mind Remember all the times we said We could be we should be in

Short Lambchop

Here's a little story 'bout regret Doesn't have an ending, it's not finished yet But from what I know this far it's just a peep at who we are And an incomplete sentence that you said Now it's time

Paperback Bible Lambchop

I'd like to buy a good Used paperbacked living bible And I've got some things That I'd like to put on out there Like a pony cart and an old bird bath A kitchen sink and a rocking chair You can turn

What Else Could It Be? Lambchop

It's the bad way you feel today Brush the dog as you walk away Oh, there it is baby You know that they feel the same But they wave as you turn away Got your mind but you Cannot stay So baby, you say what

Civilization Louis Prima

Each morning a missionary advertise with neon sign He tells the native population that civilization is fine And three educated savages holler from a bongo tree That civilization is a thing for me to see

Decline NOFX

Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb?

Tubthumping (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

Tubthumping (Country & Western Version) We'll be singin' when we're winin' we'll be singin' I git knocked down, but I git up again, you're never gonna keep me down I git knocked down, but I git

Decline Khalid

I never thought it'd be over so quickly What a shame I still feel the pain deep inside of my core I'm not the same as I was when you're with me Should I build my grave?

Civilization Day Quasimoto

I woke around this morning at 7:30 thirty Head hurtin and my stomach felt funny funny Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky Sucker's swarming around Many begin to die Shitty smell run across

Dance Miserable (Album Version) Patrick Stump

Dance Miserable - Patrick Stump The right sides in the wrong And whats lefts just holding on And the public has been privatized But I believe in something here on Earth When did the punks stop being

Stitch That (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

Stitch That (Country & Western Version) A husband came home drunk each night And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white He thrashed her to within an inch of her life Then he slept like

Last of the American Girls Green Day

of a kind, well, she's the last of the American girls She wears her overcoat for the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike like a fugitive of critical mass She's on a hunger strike

Last Of The American Girls (Album Version) Green Day

one of a kind She's the last of the American girls She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of critical mass She's on a hunger strike

Last Of The American Girls/She's A Rebel (Feat. Green Day, The Cast Of American Idiot) Green Day

one of a kind Well She's the last of the American girls She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of critical mass She's on a hunger strike

Theme From An Imaginary Western Mountain

When the wagons leave the city for the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes traveling through the darkness met the summer coming home Fallen

Theme For An Imaginary Western Colosseum

O the sun was in their eyes And the desert that dries When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning Dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes travelling through

High Civilization Bee Gees

Cryin' in the streets They run for their lives How can you lead them to heaven They don't realize Children of the night How far can we fall That which we say is forever Ain't no time at all Father and

Civilization Collapse Kreator

Let there be darkness Let there be blood tonight Let there be riots Come start the fires tonight Can't you see our people have got no choice but to fight them back Can't you see the change of consciousness