Amps smoking on the stage but we never pay the fine Think you wanna see us then go and join the line Full of people trying to look at Down with Webster
get enough of us I feel like I know every wake boarder and skate boarder Cross every province line, every state boarder Every kid who drinks liquor Every kid who throws up Every kid who heard about the Webster
I don't smoke girl, oh But you're dope girl, oh I don't drink babe, oh But you're tanqueray, yeah, yeah Now I know I'm not the only one who be checking
Ah yo! Eh, work it with them coconuts, oh Eh, let me see them coconuts Oh, I got a lean up in my right hand Eh, I got a lean up in my right hand Oh, I
Set in my ways losing track of the days Only me to live for. Had no need to give more Than I wanted to. Spending my time just holding the line
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) she caught me in the washrooms / i had crayons in my hands i want to make grafitti / i want to put a little blood / in america
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) coming off the moon / with my lady luck in haste gave me shots of sorrow / shaved in photogenic lace tying off her arm / my lady
Could you explain to a simple man Why you always have to back away? When something in your eyes Is asking me to make you stay Let's say we're lost in
(M & L--Terry Watkinson) There's a bottle of wine in the kitchen If you feel like hanging around We can watch the rain on the window We can burn your
M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) Doug Riley: Clavinet you got gold you can hold in your hands you can witness devotion in your heart C--in your hands and eyes
posted all over the net starting with "Its a wild chance..." are from a song called "what do you do with the urge" from Max Websters "universal juviniles
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) C summers up pools for crazy games winter's up magic's on the way sun rays sun rays winter played you down like energy
Lily come near me Lily come sit near me You can survive and feel alive Lily can become anyone Lily come near me Lily come sit near me You've gotten this
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She took the morning lightly across my eyes She sees faces but not her own, her own I don't want to use you, baby, but you sound confused Are you taking
it's another world we think in / because words are obsolete two thousand years we kissed the devil / before we knew defeat chapter eating marx one morning
When was it I last saw you? Was it spring upon the beach? And you questioned all my answers With words I could not reach With a love that had to search
cats in the bag / the neighbours holler this party is higher / than the eiffel tower we're all here to be reckless / we're all sleazy and easy to please