Rocking on the ocean Sucking up the sea Every bird flies over me We have hips and makers We have a good time I married a boxer to keep me from fighting
Vertaling: Kristin Hersh. Heupen en makers.
Start with your fingers They finger the change That carries me home in our evening You're bee stung there... Press your palm to your snow-coated thought
Some store I'm not going back there anymore Wandered in Don't think I'll do that again No I don't think I'll do that again I swear Look at me cross-
You can't make it You can't cry You can't make it home tonight It's to far to walk To your goddamn van It's too hard to come by your hand Drunk on
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You can come back When you want Just know that I'll be here I haven't left this step And when the lights go out I pick the angel up I only have two hands
Oh no, don't you put me in that box You know what you can do with those locks Bet your life I'll come crawling out again You'll have to deal with me
I could get a piece of meat From a barren tree Nothing ever spoiled on me You brought this You dipshit Nothing ever spoiled on me That cloud stomps
You can't get any more sunshine I can't get over how it rains down Oh no no no... You can't get any more sunshine You can't get any more broken down
me up because I'm lost Or I'm back where I started from I'm crawling on the ground Rolling on the floor I'm gonna cry You look for me Love Kristin, P.
When you sleep you tell me off I told you once before I can't resist you When I sleep I build you up I make you king of here I can't resist you I can
Oh the cuckoo She's a pretty bird She wobbles when she flies She don't ever hollar cuckcoo Till the fourth day of July Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds
Velvet Days You make your little way Pouring rain Make that face You make my little day I laugh till my heart drops Down deep You break your little freak
