Тексты песен «Red House Painters»

Lord kill the pain Lord kill the pain Lord kill the pain Lord kill the pain Don't ask again Kill my girlfriend And kill my best friend Sam 'Cause I saw their naked eyes again Lord kill the pain Lord kill the pain Lord...

(Young - Young - Scott) I didn't know where you came from And I didn't know your name And if you were legal tender Well I spent you just the same I didn't know it could happen to me Love in the third degree It was...

(Young - Young - Scott) You're the one I've waited for I needed love more and more I don't know what your name is I don't know what your game is I'm gonna take you tonight, animal appetite I'm a love hungry man I...

Halloween in New York On the way home from London Eight weeks on tonight still But all the other winter's I spent She lived in a house Where Mission Street bends She slept in a room Where I didn't feel welcome Leaves...

Giving in to love And sharing my time Letting someone into my misery I told it all step by step How I landed on the island And how I swim across the sea And it crosses my mind That I may wait to a sign from you No more...

Flash your smile and face at me Open your eyes wide at me Lay down every day with me Until there are no days Speak a native tongue to me Say some funny things to me Roll around and laugh with me Until there are no days...

Michael, where are you now? Michael, where are you now? Smile at my excitement The last time you called I slipped again to ask you From whereabouts I got a lead from your old triple-ex-girlfriend She said I heard he...

I see through your thin cotton dress I don't know if we'll get dressed So pull by that store parking lot You know I've missed your lots Warn me of the cans and knots I don't need a house in Lake Michigan I don't need a...

The light color in the room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I've had enough of the Brutal beatings and name callings To lose me to this bed Bruised internally, eternally...

The light color in the room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I've had enough of the Brutal beatings and name callings To lose me to this bed Bruised internally, eternally...

The light color in this room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I want a piece of these Brutal beatings and name callings To lose me to this bed Bruised internally, eternally...

gently in these ragged folds curled up and warm like easter's child a breath so faint, angelic weight i can't deny that i drift sometimes even in these loving moments to summery fields i call my own where i can lie and...

the way the street looked dim and polluted so have i felt when i walked upon the way the air seemed grey fog diluted so do i feel when i'm breathed upon ominous head spoke you ain't so good poorly the sow joked trashed...

you're and american girl red headed eyes blank living in a freckle on the face of the world another dying kid that learned too much too soon you're not as good as your mom but you're as good as dead you're as good as...

some odd door some blooming tree senseless and awkward feeling hard uneased sleep in rooms where people leave dry of gentleness of life of breeze sometimes you get so alone without a friend it's hard to know who you are...

Going past golden gate Elementary everyday Kids down colorful hill Recess and fire drill She likes the side without the heat Where the sun don't beat She likes the cooler side Of Washington street Hummingbirds, pigeons...

you lived north of here but it looks the same clouds come apart to rain falling just as hard i only got memories i'm still not clear of red carpet brings this woman into perspective turns on the bed she hadn't felt that...

i can't make anything of why the brightest light fades or how you slept a sleepless slumber and through the rhythm of the timeless season and you are the dark on my soul and it's your love that i steal and you're my...

(Young - Young - Scott) You see it on tv every day Hear it on the radio Ain't humid but it sure is hot Down in Mexico The weatherman is tryin' to tell me That it ain't the end But I see the storm coming And I know it...

I know you're willing and able There by the wooden table Won't you come on over to my side? And you know I'll treat you right There at the water There is the water you drink Won't you come on over to my side? And you...