Тексты песен «Cherry Poppin' Daddies»

Mamma married a big asshole, whiskey bottles on the floor He just keeps on watchin' TV, stepchild tired of being poor Kitchen smells like rotten garbage I can't chew my food my face is sore Momma didn't come home last...

Our house, in the dull gray suburbs Where the buildings are comin' down We live in the Polish Catholic Irish part of the town I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene I'll be happy to find you at the end of...

Listen to me baby, I'm tired of talkin' to myself You've got a pair of jungle drums on you Oh and what a nasty mix 42-24-36 When you drop dem bombshells the blood goes Right out of my brain Now's the time to work the...

Hurt your pride, staggered into bed and fell asleep by your side Gone all night numbing my brutality, you sleep with your back to mine Vanity fair, vanity fair it's all a game for us. A come on to remain unaware. Open...

What's the matter Jesus? Did you forget my name? I'm the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain And I have learned to rue the day that I Slid from my utopia of amniotic slime God is a spider God is a spider...

Where am I going? Makes no difference to me Where am I going? It don't matter to me Yellow leaves fall all around me In wonderful decay Shed no tears for dry dead flowers Let them fall where they may Where am I...

Ivy creepin' up the old gravestone Ivy creepin' up the old gravestone Willow tree swayin' like a ghost 'neath the yellow moon That big black train is moanin' in the stockyard That big black train is moanin' in the...

Here comes the snake and he circles your leg He's come to play and make your body parts shake He comes swervin' down your hall It'll feel so good when he gives it his all He's like a jail and you need an escape Want...

My waiter is a Brando affecting Nicholson's smile I feel a sort of compassion but choking down my dinner was a trial The sixty-five year old poet, he's still finding his voice I read his old yellow clipping calling him...

Better that we keep our mysteries intact So no disessection, there's no charm in that Frayed old flame, we're not the same But you're ringin' through my chains In a way beyond explainin' Obsession and disgust an...

Caught in a revolving door and my lungs are suffocating. Working hard is my reward and my job is so frustrating. I'm a martyr to myself and a hero to my family. I can feel a breaking point, a longing to be free But...

I was back in New York and thinkin' of you Saw you from my cab, a shimmering jewel The drunk on absinthe way you see She's a great soul in a small destiny Demystify, yes I was always degrade You swallowed my chocolate...

Harry belafonte cover Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, senora, work your body line Work, work, work, senora, work it all the time...

Harry Belafonte cover Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, senora, work your body line Work, work, work, senora, work it all the time...

Harry belafonte cover Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, senora, work your body line Work, work, work, senora, work it all the...

baby, baby it looks like its gonna hail baby, baby it looks like its gonna hail ya better come inside and let me teach ya how to jive and wail oooh, you gotta jump, jive then ya wail you gotta jump jive,jive, then ya...

Baby baby it looks like its gonna hail Baby baby it looks like its gonna hail You better come inside and lemme teach ya how to jive and wail Oh, you gotta Jump n' Jivin then you really gotta jump n' Jivin then you...

It's time for a new understanding, if you're one of the many the family has let go Hold on stay together when crashin' selling fake hits of acid to a college asshole I can tell I disgust ugly old faces I see You call...

He loses himself in the boxscores She can't decide what to wear There will be no realization today And she'll carry out her affair She dreams frequent and vividly He has no dreams at all She describes them to him every...

Buried in a field of crosses, the ghost of an American son Seventeen at Vicksburg when he heard the thunder of the guns And his friends were all there with him when they laid him beneath the frost The preacher said...