Тексты песен «Auteurs»

Home again, house sittin' again Riflin' through Your possessions and stuff The things that you are ashamed of Home again, house sittin' again Lookin' through photos at the back of your draw The way that you...

When I first met you You were not house trained A backwoods trier The world's your oyster Your time is mine What's yours is mine all mine There's no honour Among thieves So we worked together A varied rich and famous...

In my role As a ground breaker As a pallbearer In a home In my past life As a benefactor My lost years As an actor The stars are brighter Are lighter Then they have been For years Those stars are tighter...

Iaaa a rich mans toy Sick of the way youaaa?e been putting me down Sick of all your stupid games Iaaa a rich mans toy Youaa?e a son of a gun and Iaaa easily led Coming up sometimes for air Iaaa a rich mans toy...

Ic? a rich mans toy Sick of the way youc?e been putting me Down Sick of all your stupid games Ic? a rich mans toy Youc?e a son of a gun and Ic? easily led Coming up sometimes for air Ic? a rich mans toy Sick of...

Ic? a rich mans toy Sick of the way youc?e been putting me Down Sick of all your stupid games Ic? a rich mans toy Youc?e a son of a gun and Ic? easily led Coming up sometimes for air Ic? a rich mans toy Sick of...

Iaa' a rich mans toy Sick of the way youaa'e been putting me down Sick of all your stupid games Iaa' a rich mans toy Youaa'e a son of a gun and Iaa' easily led Coming up sometimes for air Iaa' a rich mans toy...

They were hanging on For grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure That the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers They were keen on hurt They were like A pair of dumb dogs...

Junk shop clothes Will get you nowhere They're out of season It's betrayal with no treason Junk shop clothes Will get you... There is one reason why Your mother was a seamstress Chaim Soutine never spent A thrift shop...

In a absement flat lying undercover In a head full of height were a couple of lovers Ill buy you san-energy Ill buy you a beer Hotfoot it downtown If you move Ill shoot Land lovers- Terrified of the land They...

There were mourners on the street Of every shape and size The motorcade came down from Redondo Assasins on the corner tried to throw you a line You dirty-mouth comic Rodolfo Lenny Valentino reside The Pope...

Bruises from your head to your toe There are marks all over you Thereaa' no place for you to hide Since they painted you black and blue Blueaa' the colour I made your eyes Charcoat the hair If I fall down Donaa'...

When you cut your lover's slack You'll get a fucking monster back Information indiscreet It's just an acrobatic trick Disintegrates at 2000 feet Vanishes into mercury Light aircraft on fire Tombstone queen...

Sack the maid - put her in chains until She say's that it's painless and I Couldn't care less Twenty years Married to a lazy lover Twenty years Mixing alcohol and downers Sack the maid For dealing in state...

Well the desk porter laughed News of our legend and our exploits Travelled car From bell-hop to hired car All this and more Modern History On the third floor So is this where he died Spend your life cutting...

New brat in town New brat in town Who's been found, counting aloud When there's a new brat in town Your precious things You're precious dear And a chat show host Went and cut the throat Of an off-shore engineer...

Want a girl to hold my hand When the plane lands When the cracks appear in the plan And the rocks turn into sand Better call my new French girlfiend Make a call international All around the world Money fame...

Want a girl to hold my hand When the plane lands When the cracks appear in the plan And the rocks turn into sand Better call my new French girlfiend Make a call international All around the world Money fame...

For my bride Thought my life Would be right Took her bowling Got her high Got myself a showgirl bride Took a job on the side In a health shop Keeps me well Got my mantra for life Got my karma And a showgirl...

First child And a showbiz son Always hide Where you come from Mother got out rehab And I was born I was starstruck When I was young It? never to soon To tread the boards I was in Vaudeville At age give My...