Тексты песен «7 Mary 3»

Hey man: You're so complicated and mean Maybe your system needs adjustment She is a famous people collector I'm juggling J-O-B The Judger Maybe the words don't mean a thing They never fill the dead man's shoes Who...

Joliet, she says, is the darkest part of a man… It's angry and slick Into her letters writes Through herself each time She thinks of him Trips her way down south Into mystery's mouth And he follows her there It's what...

there's a tall, a mulatto, boy I know and he comes to every party -- he stands alone viewing them the rest, from the corner of his glance it gets so clear, he's not judging anyone the way his arms float around his...

Mean Mr. Mustard says he's bored of life in The District. Can't afford the French Quarter high says it gets old real quick and he pales up next to me scrawled on the pavement It says: Son, time is all the Luck...

Oh yeah she says: we can't tell them Oh yeah she wants up front I can't do that Oh yeah She's got backup Boyfriend and I'm him When you gonna' make up your mind? When you gonna' make up your mind? When you...

I count the cracks in the pavement. Where the weeds and wishes grow. Every car is a reminder. That there's someplace else to go. I steal a moment beside you. Can you hear me whispering? I don't know what divides you...

Margaret came to me was all he said before she know my name she was in my bed she was only sweet sixteen 20,000 days younger than me Margaret feels the world beneath her feel shaking like a leaf falls from the tree...

my my stomach hurts again tonight she says: and crashes on her floor cuts what she can't untie ties it to a door if mercy was a cattle call she didn't hear she didn't want to play the role of the fool again...

I don't want to spend the rest of my life starin' at a man, Looking down a line what's he say? "Not my style" Just a stylized version of an obsolete file I don't want to spend the rest of my time lookin' for the...

Get down and pray to the oven She thinks that god is there, in there Do you see Sylvia in the oven? Colossal Fact, Daddy's ex don't let you read. Here's what she sees. In the end her only friend, keeps herself wide...

There's a mark on my back From my last heart attack A whiskeymouthbottleneckcardstack There's a source, of course, She says: It's whispering at night Like air leaks from a tire The truth outruns your lies (life) If...

I'm going back to Virginia If it's not too late, to make my break Maybe Carolina Near the company of Grace If I find New Orleans You know my will just fades When I see all my people On the Esplanade If the O-town humor...

Yeah the roads are right tonite they are twisting My mouth is dry - like cool air inside And maybe I worry do things in a hurry and follow the dust of people like new There's people like me and there's people...

Play me like a player piano roll me from the corners of your dark and dusty shadows Like a player piano, I sit useless most of the time The bar gets darker it swallows up the scarlet The barkeep's looking thin...

I wake up to beat the sun from her glory I'm only one cigarette away from mobility It's always punch in punch out go to work and go back home there's only one chance left and I know and I know where she is...

Well I haven't seen a doctor since I can't remember when But she tells me I've been a talker since 1976 We went up to the lake and I, I remember this: my family secret Pits in my skin where I let you in This...

"he's a real cannibal." she goes: "I think I'll call him roderigo" dress him up in darker clothes, sell him away standing underneath her gun "sit up straight or I'll hurt you" you know he's not her only son, just...

Words keep falling from my mouth, Trying just to slow them down. Keep on spilling around, Saying, "Why do you hurt me?" And if anger is my gift, The only gift I'm fit to bring, Then put me on your shelf, See the...

I awoke in a sinking Manhattan. I played in drunken cathedrals. There were businessmen in armchairs. With namebrands and short hair. Detonating with evil. So I scratched out the eyes of all my past lives. And gathered...

Been draggin' this mask All over town With my face still in it No one saw that I did it Things they've done to me You would never believe Believe me they're true Things I've had to do To get next to you I need a...