| Brand New – Handcuffs Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| I dont know if anyone has mentioned the similarities between handcuffs and telescope eyes by eisley. | |
| The Cure – Just Like Heaven Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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| Brand New – Battalions Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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my girlfriend and I listened to this song over and over last night we both agreed that we here sailors in the line We're burning our own tonight We're single sparks the time has come They come on battalions We're burning our own tonight Our signal ___ when sailors come they come on _____ we're not really sure but im sticking to the sailors lyric |
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| Brand New – Untitled Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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i heard. "I could never lose it.' |
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| The Blood Brothers – 1, 2, 3, 4 Guitars Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| yes I know the lyrics are off I was in a hurry so what did was just copy the lyrics the way they were from the sleeve | |
| The Blood Brothers – Spit Shine Your Black Clouds Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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You're walking through the forest where they feed the trees broken glass. John Lennon and the Rolling Stones crooning in plastic bags. Spit shine your black luck now, baby. You turn on the radio, the speakers spit tangled talk. Everything is war and who's fucked their way to the top. But they'll eat black clouds we all eat black clouds. You're working on a cruise now serving caviar to the cruel. Oh, They repossessed your heart; you're making payments on your face, too. Spit shine your black clouds now, baby. And what if your religion turns out to be a cruel joke, and you're fucked beyond all hope? Gonna spit shine your black clouds now, baby. First you stayed in bed all day and walked around all night. Then you threw your phone away and slept beneath the freeway underpass. Your mother slit her throat after your father's heart attack. And you've got two little sisters still in school. What'cha gonna do? What'cha gonna do? Just sit and watch the ships loading their freight and pale pelicans feeding their young and grasp at the barbarically charming sun. Out on the weekend talked your way out of a first date. Said your uncle was famous, by then it was too late. Spit shine your black luck now, baby. Fall asleep to the tv--the cops are talking tough to the cameras in the backseat, to the audience at home. But they'll eat black clouds we all eat black clouds. Once you knew a girl with skin like a sapphire sun. Took you back to her apartment, told you everything you did wrong. Spit shine your black luck. Spit shine your black luck. Spit shine your black luck. Spit shine your black luck. Spit shine your black luck. Spit shine your black luck. The sky's so desolate like flesh on a skull-shaped balloon. You sit in bed writing love letters to yourself. No black ink on the black paper, baby. Stare at the ceiling, fall into dreamless sleep. Day climbs your chimney, taps you on the shoulder blade, "Spit shine your black clouds now, baby." All your best friends grew up to be successful actresses. All your bitter enemies died of liver failure in Kent, Washington trailers. All your brothers made babies until their brains turned brown. The world's lounging longways on an unbridled black cloud. The world's lounging longways on an unbridled black cloud. The world's lounging longways on an unbridled black cloud. |
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| The Blood Brothers – Vital Beach Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I've fallen face first into a painting of hallucinogenic sunset. at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach well i'm the boy on the beach with the guitar, all sharks' Beretta's: click-click, click-click, click-click, click! we're the band on the stage at the wedding by the sea with frozen t-t-t-t-tidal waves. alright, she's a concubine turned trophy wife, he's a high profile CEO. all the seagulls mutter, "What'cha doing with your life?" and vomit laugh tracks on your lead solos. Brittle, brittle moon! We're grieving for you Brittle, brittle moon! held together with glue and we sing, "Everybody's waiting for you to drop!" Then we fall face first into another painting... I've fallen face first into a painting of a hallucinogenic seascape. at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach I'm the boy in the sharkskin tuxedo all my fans are screaming, "Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!" my agent said i should chew off my own face I have no taste and anything could help Sing it again, "Three cheers for opportunity!" This is the year of speedboats, summer homes. Still the seagulls mutter, "What'cha doing with your life?" And vomit laugh tracks on your career goals. Brittle, brittle moon! We're grieving for you Brittle, brittle moon! held together with glue and we sing, "Everybody's waiting for you to drop!" Then we fall face first into another painting... at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach |
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| Brand New – Nobody Moves Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I don't think these lyrics are still right. good effort though. This is what I hear: 'sinking our teeth into no more goodbyes you have my disease' could be wrong though. |
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| Death Cab for Cutie – Expo '86 Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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I think its just about a single relationship with a girl that keeps cheating on him, but he keeps taking her back because he doesnt want to lose her and she needs her back-up when things go wrong she always goes to him. |
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