Zebra Lyrics
Zebra Lyrics
"Who's Behind The Door? Lyrics"
Sixteen Years Lyrics
In a pickup truck we bought in 1962 And paid each month till it belonged to me and you The cardboard boxes in the back
In a pickup truck we bought in 1962 And paid each month till it belonged to me and you The cardboard boxes in the back
We sailed away
We walked 2 thousand miles
and then we slipped away
We looked so hard
But couldn't seem to find just what
the world was for
Now we know
Just what the journey's for
Looking out to the stars
Think about w
Lesson Well Learned Lyrics
A chance a risk try my luck again Well this could be my win I knew it was a lie knew it all the time But I got suc
hat you areA chance a risk try my luck again Well this could be my win I knew it was a lie knew it all the time But I got suc
What do they think of you
Animals in their zoo
They haven't got the time
Landing's not on their minds
How do they have the nerve
We're animals in preserve
They watch us all
They're only making sure that we
don'
I Won't Say (I'm In Love) Lyrics
No chance,no way I won't say it, no nooo If there's a prize for ROTEN judgement, I guess I've already won tha
t trip and fallNo chance,no way I won't say it, no nooo If there's a prize for ROTEN judgement, I guess I've already won tha
Now they look so hard
But they can't tell us why they're
here and just what for
Because they don't know
Who opened up the door
How can we find out more
Who owns the keyless door
Where does the circle end
Wh
Erotic Antibiotic Lyrics
are you all vacant toys slaughtered with you queer pigs and coked up whores sex sells pink masochist swellso are the unwatched men
Where do we go from here
Faith is a fading fear
Life is a waiting room
I hope they don't call me soon
How much more do you really
think you know than a flower
does about who's behind the door!
are you all vacant toys slaughtered with you queer pigs and coked up whores sex sells pink masochist swells
Where do we go from here
Faith is a fading fear
Life is a waiting room
I hope they don't call me soon
How much more do you really
think you know than a flower
does about who's behind the door!