i live in an eggshell sometimes, if i'm careful, i can make a pinpoint through the shell and see the light. i'm too big to fit through the hole, though
All my life I've wanted your love Traveled all over the world looking for your love Your love would free me from my darkest pain If you loved me I would
Big nuthin', big nuthin', big nuthin', nuthin' I was on a TV show, that everybody said Would change the course of my life that night by the time I went
As I went out walkin' one fine summer's mornin' The birds in the branches they did gaily sing The lad and the lasses together were sportin' Goin' down
Do I wanna be a dog? Any diddlin' male would do If I was a damned old dog I wouldn't be fussy for you Do I wanna be a housebroken dog Eat better than
you can't reason with a cold hard wind all you can do is not let it in when i'm with you i can never win you can't reason with a cold hard wind when
by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche Face down at Folk City When you came in here your were looking so pretty With your dracula cape and your bat what
These tiny bones, I lay them on my life They are you and you and you Arranged to be the skeleton of love I sit inside them at attention Like a dog waiting
GIMME A SLICE by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche Money position and power Flashing back to the first impression Hurrying year and slow hour Are
once upon a time there was a very friendly princess who was captured by a big, grumpy, invisible wizard. he locked her in the tippy top of his tower and
(Song of gratitude to St. Francis of Assisi) My patron saint's a man who went from town to town and paid no rent The things he owned besides his soul
Gung Ho, is a word I know Means things are just beginning Birth of a child, the wildness of youth And the turf in the first inning Coffee in the morning
If you go down to Hammond You'll never come back In my opinion you're On the wrong track We'll always love you but That's not the point If you go with
Everyone is good I would like to be a person who does not judge Free to be me whatever that might be I don't want to hold a position, don't want to hold
There's a magic in our little room Floating up like a colored balloon It goes right to the top Just so it can pop And sprinkle down the sound of a tune
She's the kind of girl who pays for herself And the money don't come rolling in Been living here outside of fifteen years Say how do you do, where does
She was twenty six when she came to the burbs Where the family secrets stop at the curbs I was nine when she moved next door She had married a republican
I like it here don't wanna move Just wanna stay here in this same old groove No need for growth now or any adventure No need to be shown how to pay attention