Тексты песен «Spin Doctors»

Indifferent minds seek nothing, They wait to be told They never stop talkin' The way you talk to me You give me the blues I feel like walkin' Expressions that the stories gave Share your thoughts till they walk away...

Well, I don't think I can handle this A cloudy day in metropolis I think I'll talk to my analyst I got it so bad for this little journalist It drives me up the wall and through the roof Lois and clark in a telephone...

Well, I don't think I can handle this A cloudy day in Metropolis I think I'll talk to my analyst I got it so bad for this little journalist It drives me up the wall and through the roof Lois and Clark in a telephone...

Jimmy Olson's Blues ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ The Spin Doctors I don't think I can handle this. A cloudy day in Metropolis. I think I'll talk to my analyst. I got it bad for this little journalist. Drive me up...

The prophet said to David "Someday you'll be King So go on down to King Saul's house And let him hear you sing Don't worry what you hear Don't worry what you see Don't you worry 'bout his spear Because my David you...

I saw you sighing by your window bright, Touch my heart to be your acolyte Sip fire-water from the golden cup Drinks at my bedside, as I'm burning up. Lady kerosene, I can see the wreckage now, Drinking gasoline, you...

Stoop's so fine on a summer's eve When you sit outside for a short reprieve Talk to folks as they come and leave Jono, jay, and crazy steve. Night is down but it's bright as day You haven't been around since you went...

Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town Been a whole lot happier without her face around Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out She hold the shotgun while you...

Little Miss Can't Be Wrong by Spin Doctors ------------------------------------------ Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town Been a whole lot easier without her face around Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and...

Pick up my kid in a Jaguar Drop him off in a Mercedes Benz When you look over your shoulder You're gonna see me through different lens By the time you get to Phoenix I'll be laughing in L.A. By the time you find the...

Mary jane, mary jane Please don't leave me baby I'll just find you again I asked my uncle If I could go Yes, yes, go out and take Mary jane to the picture show But uncle bob sighed He could not answer He died one...

Here she comes Words cannot describe what just befilled my eyes I never saw a vision so beautified I almost turned away to take the bad bouquet And to a country raised her fingertips and tear filled eyes She walked...

All the roots in the earth Are speaking to a heart of stone. The children can hear it in their bones, And in this stone is More than meets the mind. The particles in the air Each of each are holding hands. The music...

(Eric Schenkman/S. Lambert/G. Clark/J. P. Fitting) I know she got everything she wants I know she got everything she needs I know she needs me more than she knows I know she got everything she wants I know she got...

I don't mind when you kiss and talk It's so sweet when you chew gum and walk The other boys they watch you pass And wish that they were in your class I stole you from my ex-best friend Now I wish I could give you back...

I won't talk to you, baby, won't talk to you Baby, 'til you talk to me I won't walk to you, baby, won't talk to you Baby, 'til you walk to me A little bit of love, a little bit of hate We're too busy talking to...

(Eric Schenkman/J. Bell) I've been thinking lately How to get you off my line Don't seem all that easy but it Feels alright I've gotten rid of expectations That I used to have And we don't get along and it really ain't...

Too many roads with too many cars Too many windows with too many bars Too many doors with too many locks That's why I wanna get out of Pandora's box I just wanna got out of Pandora's box You know that you dance, you...

Well I'm holding up a piece of glass to the sun Well I might fool around but sometimes I get things done All of you bureaucrats, yeah you never have any fun And I'm holding up a piece of glass to the sun Well I might...

Well, I don't think I can handle this A cloudy day in Metropolis I think I'll talk to my analyst I got it so bad for this little journalist It drives me up the wall and through the roof Lois and Clark in a telephone...