Тексты песен «Hawksley Workman»

No More Named Johnny No more named Johnny Ive been broken too much before The girls are on display in the window And the boys are in the freezer room Ive been crushed by too many Johnnys And I never want to hear that...

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city Starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing...

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city Starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing Things...

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together *~On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes~* The city starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing...

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city Starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing...

The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city Starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing...

You're bein' so tough to me Like a leather jacket I know you'll have no sissies No baby, you just wouldn't hack it Gotta be a strong man To carry the beautiful burden of your love No sissies get your love No slackers...

Old bloody orange There was a time There was day when we came and went And the gates they swung to the changes In the wind There was a night when We reached and caught for each other Oh please say that it's not Its not...

Hang on, hang on now, hang on, hang your paper shoes Where do you think you're going now, That it's raining, come on now, come on now, come you soggy old airplane wings Now that we've heard you sing, we think you should...

Rain, rain Falling is the only thing you ever do You're getting pretty good You're getting pretty good at it now Down, down Down to where the trouble and hurt does live Where so many fall Where so many take and not give...

Sad house daddy open up the door We're all good people We're all good people down here Sad house daddy open up the door We're all good people We're all good people down here And i'm sure there are things you're simply...

You slept through the last small town I'll wake you up when the next one comes around You're eyes are closed, like you truly believe You're safe and sound with me No looking back, no turning into salt The city was...

Smoke Baby By Hawksley Workman In your underclothes You went out for a smoke I call you in Just before the storm begins Your last breath of smoke You let out in the room It makes a cloud Like the greyist Perfect...

Baby, You're drunk and acting tough. I know you're sad You're not the only one Who feels like that now. And maybe anger is your only choice, But maybe heart and fist and human voice Might be the better way. Be the...

Stop joking around for one minute I'd rather cry right now And play those sad notes on the piano Let the rest of the band go home 'Cause I'll lead you until morning Please be here until the morning Hold my hand until...

In a house by the tracks I want, I want you back In a dress that's faded black I want you back, I want you back All the ways my mother taught me how I want, I want you now In any place you'll allow I want you now, I...

This is just a prayer for those who need one. There's a little church i know in the dale. Where they sing a song so sweet, to my saviour who is calling me Sweet, sweet, I just have to breathe hallelujah, sweet...

You ain't been sexin' kitten, But now you're screamin', Your bare feet dancin' crazy, In shards of wine-glasses. The picture's blurry-blue, What the hell's got into you? Tarantulove. The yellow fringe is frayin', You...

Come over here Whisper into my ear Don't waste your breath On anyone else But me. And warm Your body in bed Let us wake up and talk a while I tell you i'm scared I tell you I'd fight for Us both But you come...