Тексты песен «Edwin Mccain»

After the big parade, when all the limelight fades I'll be the one to kiss your eyes The roar fades in the air like hope from a lover's prayer The light from my heart begins to rise [Chorus:] And they said I couldn't...

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage In the opera of selection on this our earthly...

The smile on your face could sacrifice salvation As the winter sunshine fades to bring you down A fumble in the dark, it's a journey on the night train A friendship never grows to bring you down [Chorus:] Everybody's...

Just do your thing If it makes you feel better, yeah Go on and sing If it makes you feel better, yeah Shufflin' feet snuck up on me now This young man's lost his way He don't believe all the stuff they told him...

Well I don't drive a fast car You know it just ain't my style And I don't give a damn about that You know it ain't worth my while And I've been known to run around Burned some bridges in my time You know those girls...

Well I'm watching the dragons as they make another claim He used to be a friend of mine, I called him by his name Well there's nothing you can say to nirvana when it's packed up in a syringe We'll call up your mama and...

Well this life's stretched out before me The highway shimmering with stars The knowing glances of the runaways That never made it this far I can't believe she said that we can work it out I thought that we were near...

Hey Tink it's me Peter, I know it's been a long, long time I hope you and the lost boys are doing just as fine As that time we showed that Captain Hook and Smee a thing or two I think you know why I'm rhyming and I hope...

It's time to get out of this town There's no more fun to be found I'm rolling thunder with the top down It's time to get out, get out, get out Crescent City high-life Dancing with the devil's wife Just like some voodoo...

Ghost on the street today • Doorways of Jackson Square • In tinsel and tap shoes • Mardi Gras beads in her hair • Down to the graveyard • She wrung out her hands • As if he will meet her • All day she stands • So don't...

Perfumed and smoky • She swears that she knows me • She's falling down drunk again • I say she's mistaken • She's visibly shaken • Emotions all drowned in gin • She said I used to be beautiful • But now it's all gone •...

When footsteps from that Sunday march faded out into the dark The melody blows in to ease the pain Two thousand years and we're still here fighting over the same old fear The muddy steps of hate can't stand this rain...

Come on, let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it take all night long Come on, let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it take all night long...

Ol' Babe Ruth, he was a drunkard just like me He lived it high, and he lived it low Staggered down the New York streets They throw him out the pub, when he raised a little too much hell And then he lay his big fat head...

I'm holding my last breath It's burning in my lungs Clenching up my eyes Bloody up my tongue For the words that might escape Are ringing in my ears Grinds me to a pulp Grind me in the gears My frozen spirit aches I...

"Grits Ain't Groceries" (originally by Titus Turner) If I don't love you baby Grits ain't grocery, Eggs ain't poultry, And Mona Lisa was a man All around the world, I'd rather be a fly I'd light on my baby and...

After all the corridors are darkened When the royal crown is off your head To your chambers I will creep not a word we will speak Just love me while the fire light dances 'round the bed Well there is danger in this...

And the hearts fall in the right places And the hearts fall in the right places Pin feathers, dusty old wings Living all my crazy never-land dreams And I feel her trying when we're apart And I feel like dying God...

Midnight in the Holy City playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Fort Sumter* And the ghostly daughters Wait for their boys to come home Moonlight in the Holy City So thick it warms the air Burned my...

The air that you breathe it must be poison And you're dressed up in your best disguise I don't want to hear what you have to say It's there in your eyes when you look away These beautiful words are turning into lies...