Тексты песен «Breeders»

With tables and And holy books are all With knives and forks And a thousand miles to go 900 to go One down 900 One down Twenty five to go Meets the sea 900 to go One down 900 When it's time...

I love no one And no one loves me I love no one And no one loves me I'm missing I'm missing I'm missing I'm missing Guh! I want no one And no one wants me I want no one And no one wants me I have no one And no one...

Lyrics to Cannonball from the album "Last Splash" by the Breeders Courtesy of Vooman Enterprises. Ahooh, Ahooh, Ahooh, Ahooh, Ahooh, Ahooh Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell...crash! I'm the last splash. I know...

No bye, no Aloha Gone with a rock promoter Freezehead A rock promoter I know I saw And now may die O the treats Saw it on the wall Motherhood means mental freeze Freezeheads No aloha I know I saw...

I'm just looking for Just looking for a way around It disappears this near You're the rod I'm water I'm just looking for the divine hammer One divine hammer One divine hammer I'm just looking for one...

If I saw you now Could I look in your eyes? Do you think of me Like I dream of you? Do you wish you were here Like I wish I was with you? You've loved me before Do you love me now? Does love ever end When two...

If I saw you now Could I look in your eyes? Do you think of me Like I dream of you? Do you wish you were here Like I wish I was with you? You've loved me before Do you love me now? Does love ever end...

Top this Da-da... Tripping I walk to where he's sitting It's all salty *2 (He knows) It's good, it's real, it's pretty It's all salty Timmy *2 (He said) Doe *3 Dared leave We've burned the field completely Ahhh.....

Phone by the cash register Quarter in your pocket Miles away but you can't call home No, you can't call home Home is where you are Home is where you are Miles away, noone knows where Miles away, don't...

Drivin' on nine You could be a shadow Beneath the streat light Behind my home Drivin' on nine I sure miss you Pass a motel Looking at the piles Drivin' on nine Looking for the thirty Maybe I passed it Go another mile...

Drivin' on 9 You could be a shadow Beneath the street light Behind my home Drivin' on 9 I sure miss you Pass a motel Looking at the pines Drivin' on 9 Looking for one thirty Maybe I passed it Go...

Life forced to drive us Spent the whole trip Tryin' to go my own way Pity for me Tattoo wow What a mile Where are tonight's crimes going? Innocent, I Caught a lawman's daughter Who tried Turnin' it...

I wait for you in heaven On this perfect string of love And drink your soup of magpies in a Pottery bowl that looks As I am now, brown, round and warm Chime on a rain wet An ankle, toes or two Sweetly as it drops upon...

You were right I was time with myself I tried to bury you with guilt I wanted to give you all I got nothing better to do Don't pay too much atttention to me It's sad but it's not your fault Selfrighteous fool I guess I...

Say you're One man's taste Want what? Fall and break We've seen the dream folks In our day What? Fought the Father, the Pope Finally sent away Warden! Lock it! Free love's Fought our battles...

Das ist kein leerer Raum, ich sitze doch hier, ich bin noch hier, ich bleib' hier, ich bin noch hier. Und ich muss sehen Sachen, die Kuh/cow. Ich bin nicht verschwunden, lass das Licht an. hahh hahh Du bist...

Da-da... Ahhh... Hold my breath for three more year Yeah, three years On my own on Saturdays It's glorious *2 We were tired from the Scrabbled and we slept Through the window came the rain It's glorious *6...

Grunggae! I know you little libertine I know you're a real coocoo I'll be your whatever you want The bong in this reggae song I know you little libertine I know you're a real...

Hag! Coastal cut-throat! You dirty switch, You're on again All night, all night, all night Under the stars Under their light All over the girl Only looks bright You're just like a woman Hag You're...

She's not a girl who misses much Do-do-do, oh yeah She's well acquainted With the touch of a velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane Man in the crowd With the multicoloured mirrors On his hobnail boots Lying with...