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I take your mind to a terminal bliss
You're bound and gagged
Ah ha ha ha
Motherfuckers I laugh Come along with me on an acid trip
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And twitching eyes like Norman Bates
You got a cigarette, eye on a mirror
Farm boy brown gas station sweeper
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But that'd change if she ever found out about you and I
Oh - but her love is cold
It wouldn't hurt her if she didn't know, 'cause...
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It's not true, that I'm a drunkard
Even though mother damned a thousand times,
It's not true, that I'm ungreatful
But I'm not without a blemish too.
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It's the truth, or so they say
Who holds her hand, holds her heart
She's old enough to play fast and loose
In a schoolgirl kind of way
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I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat,
I thought i saw my future bride walking up the street,
I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must slow down.
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I suppose love lives in a dustbin behind the garden wall
You have to grovel on the ground and be pretty disgusting
To find it at all
And i suppose that it grows on you
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(alan bergman / marilyn bergman / michel legrand)
What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and south and east and west of your life
I have only one request of your life
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Even after all the murdering
Even after y'all suffering sow (seeds)
You know I love you so
You know I love you so and so
Even after all
All that you go on... sir
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Bob Mould|Whichever Way The Wind Blows
Z płyty:Jackrabbit done run cross that road
Goin' to motel in the sky
That rabbit done, story been told
Why that jackrabbit done go die?
Old turtle go next cross that road
He crawlin' as low as he can
That turtle done talk to that toad
Turtle don't cross here again
And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows
Young chicken done cross near that road
He listen to traffic go by
That chicken done, story been told
To get to the other side
I warn ya, don't go near that road
I know that road, it's a bitch
I walk right next to that road
All hanging out in the ditch
If ever you travel that road
You better keep over your side
And keepin' your hands on the wheel
That road be a long road to ride
Jackrabbit done run cross that road
Goin' to motel in the sky
That rabbit done, story been told
Why that jackrabbit done go die?
Old turtle go next cross that road
He crawlin' as low as he can
That turtle done talk to that toad
Turtle don't cross here again
And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows
Young chicken done cross near that road
He listen to traffic go by
That chicken done, story been told
To get to the other side
I warn ya, don't go near that road
I know that road, it's a bitch
I walk right next to that road
All hanging out in the ditch
If ever you travel that road
You better keep over your side
And keepin' your hands on the wheel
That road be a long road to ride
Pozostałe utwory Bob Mould:
Black Sheets Of RainDisappointed
Hanging Tree
Hear Me Calling
It's Too Late
One Good Reason
Out Of Your Life
Sacrifice/let There Be Peace
Stand Guard
Stop Your Crying
The Last Night
Anymore Time Between
Art Crisis
Deep Karma Canyon
Egoverride
Fort Knox, King Solomon
Hair Stew
I Hate Alternative Rock
Next Time That You Leave
Roll Over And Die
Thumbtack
Along The Way
Classifieds
First Drag Of The Day
Megamanic
Moving Trucks
New #1
Reflecting Pool
Skintrade
Sweet Serene
Taking Everything
Vaporub
Who Was Around?
All Those People Know
Black Sheets Of Rain
Brasilia Crossed With Trenton
Compositions For The Young And Old
Hanging Tree
If You're True (live)
It's Too Late
Out Of Your Life
Poison Years
Sacrifice/let There Be Peace
See A Little Light
Shoot Out The Lights (live)
Stop Your Crying
Wishing Well
Walls In Time
Sunspots
Wishing Well
Dreaming, I Am
Heartbreak A Stranger
Lonely Afternoon
Poison Years
See A Little Light
Sinners And Their Repentances
Brasilia Crossed With Trenton
Compositions For The Young And Old
Whichever Way The Wind Blows