Тексты песен «McCain, Edwin»

I remember when the time I met ya Living with your people down in New Orleans Mad at your mama 'cause she wouldn't let ya Ride in our nasty limousine Down at the levy with the moon up above I lost my heart and confessed...

E. McCain It's 3 a.m. I'm awake and my heart is still dreaming It's 3 a.m. Outside I hear the souls still screaming It's been so long you know since my head's been this clear Just like a ship lost in the night I just...

Al he sells records down on old St. Charley's St. He's cleaning up Fat Tuesday's mess he keeps his sidewalk neat And he just lost his father and he just lost his wife And if it wasn't for the music he couldn't get on...

E. McCain Rubber on my tires making contact with the road Sign on the streetpost tells me which way I should go Riding down America Street funny that it's one way Riding down from uptown To where the buildings are...

E. McCain Sweet love is keeping a very close score She's cheated death more than one time The tears roll down her face and on to the floor The psychic's been reading her mind CHORUS Women with secrets men with their...

Pacing gently, summer wind The king stares softly to the sky Will he ever see his home again Deep from his heart he starts to cry As his songs hit the air and young hearts are awake Soon they join in the chorus sharing...

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...

E. McCain Well I don't drive a fast car You know it just ain't my stlye 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 these...

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 slip...

E. McCain 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...

Midnight in the holy city, playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Ft. Sumpter And the ghostly daughters Wait for their boys to come home Moonlight in the holy city So thick it warms the air Burned my...

I'm a hack driver in New York City I've got seven kids on the lower east side I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty But in rush hour hell you should see me drive I'm a dressmaker in Louisiana Stick my finger ain't...

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their depth Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of...

E. McCain Sitting in the kitchen Just staring at the cracks in the wall I've been sitting here since yeaterday Just waiting on you to call The cracks remind me of you and I They're all up, down and split apart And all...

Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams Live my lonely worn out seam Stitches weary and the scars they leave I'm the only one deceived Chorus: Please stand clear from the blast As I purge demons from my past Don't aspire...

E. McCain Hey boy pushin' on your girlfriend Trying to show her all the pain you feel inside Yeah and head all scrambled and the love is gone And you don't know what went wrong But I think I heard you hissing something...

Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes Lift my vision from the ground lift it to the sky Skies they used to be so ugly rain that stings my face Opens up their glory just earth and sky and space And your...

E. McCain Time he was a good friend Yea was a brother of mine We were imaginary comic book superheroes Kids wasting time We were prisoners of our youth We were growing up strong 'Til the day he was aken away For...

E. McCain Sittin' on the edge Looking for songs in a bottle Talking with strangers who don't know my pain Blurry eyed and burned out Choking on more than I can swallow Crack in a little voice that calls out my name She...

I pull me boots off, throw my weapons on the floor Cry my eyes out in my private little war Well it seems I've been a soldier, heaven knows I've been no saint In my camouflage and armor, cold heart and grease paint To...