, baby, those are marks I met this girl on Valentine's Day, fucked her in May She found out about April so she chose to march Damn, another broken heart I keep bitches by
love for these brawds He ain't given them shit, he says he'll pinch a penny so hard He'll leave a bruise on the bronze so dark you can see the mark With
the edge, close by a river. Close to the edge, round by the corner. Close to the end, down by the corner. Down at the edge, round by the river. Sudden
of imagination can lead us through the dark; The more we see, the more we try, the more we show. The evidence of our confusion, life has left its mark
up at gun point, flinch make you famous Blow make me live aimless, my gun stainless Aim for your temple, hope you die painless I'llest shit we wore those, marked
sleeping but the vision's as clear as fog on the pier someone fishing aimlessly a thought's an idea a sound is an ear and gods with none believing being chased by
way I pimp so you can see how you can do one day What do you want in the flame tell ?em the hunt day? Mark you?re hot ?.. Hut? hut... chill with a gun
attack dog, how late you wanna stay out Its past your curfew when its dark Im searchin for you in the park Shady murdered him another virgin he just hit his mark
Time: 3:05 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson Co-producer: andy paley Recorded by brad gilderman Mixed bt mark linett
Night covers the sun And leaves no mark The neighborhood Everyone has gone back inside It's understood Won't you sit down right by my side Night time
Time: 1:47 beach bum music bmi Producer: brian wilson Assistant engineer: squek stone Mixed by mark linett at image Brian wilson One, two Acapella,
. ascap Producer: brian wilson/lenny waronker Co-producer: andy paley Recorded and mixed by mark linett at ground control and soundcastle Bluegrass sections recorded by
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream Ah child of countless trees Ah child of
) Saw me banging on the sofa (It wasn't me) I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me) She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me) She saw the marks
Joseph's face was black as night The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes His path was marked by the stars In the Southern hemisphere And he walked his
knife You can cut them with a knife Two times two is twenty-two Four times four is forty-four When numbers get serious They leave a mark on your door
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo Here I come from the housin' tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream Flow gently,