along the fault is up for grabs why can't you have it If it's for sale what is your offer I'll sell it for no less than what I bought it for Pay no more
some Get up to get get it and get some There's too much food on my plate, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on, come on, come on, come on
now Curbside prophet now Curbside, come on Just curbside prophet Waiting for my rocket to, waiting for my rocket to come Now curbside home now brother You're a curbside Waiting for my rocket
Sing about that, oh, love, it's a brittle madness Sing about it in all my sadness Not falsified to say that I found God so Inevitably, well, it still
truly bright you are You don't know me but I know you see You're my favorite star Follow you I will so let's get moving Who needs shelter when the mornings coming
to get my point to you? Or would it take a half a pound to roll a joint for you? Or would it take some hailing Mary's So full of grace to get my sound
loving again It's coming again, it's coming again, lovely Say it, say it, say it again, aah, so beautiful, so nice It's coming again, lovely
but for us, nowhere but the two of us And we knew it was time to take a chance here In time to compromise our lives just a little while And it was time for
all amounts to nothing in the end. I won't worry my life away. I wo'nt worry my life away. When I fall in love I take my time There's no need to
how truly bright you are You don't know me but I know you You're my favorite star Follow you I will so lets get moving Who needs shelter when the mornings coming
with my hand in my pocket and i?m waiting for my rocket to come i?m just a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and i?m waiting for my rocket y'
but for us, nowhere but for the two of us and we knew it was time to take a chance here and time to compromise our lives for awhile and it was time for
along the fault is up for grabs why can't you have it If it's for sale what is your offer, I'll sell it for no less than what I bought it for Pay no more
: Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness It's not falsified to say that I found god so inevitably well, It still exists pale
the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate. Believe it or not I super sized my sights on the surprise in the cereal box My stomachs smaller than my
now that the boy's going home. The boy's gone home. And what becomes of a day for those who rage against it And who will sum op the phrase for all left
: Go make your next choice be your best choice And if you're looking for a boy with a voice, well baby I'm single Are you in the mood for some dude
: The night. She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico