| Jaguar Love – My Organ Sounds Like... Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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I'm not sure how I submit lyrics, so here they are. :-] his organs sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice-crusted midnight but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts his synthesizer sails galactic landscapes from new york to ancient rome in an hour and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts his voice softens the squall of death's imminence, when he sings oh it rains tropical colors but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts but when i hear the music, all the world is holy and it's good oh hey hey hey [and nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever] his harps hover like moths in the atmosphere, i feel like rushing through tall grasslands but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts his boom box blares the songs never written, the songs singers never ever made up but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts but when i hear the music all the animals in my heart roar oh hey hey hey [nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever sing sanitary blues, the sanitary blues] well nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire she screamed and through herself down on the ground and everybody, they just kept to themselves, reading morning paper with coffee [everyone-one-one-one-one-one everyone] the portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan [everyone-one-one-one-one-one everyone] well i was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl so i hid inside a newspaper headline it said mission accomplished the man in the flight suit twitched and he went home with the brunette in the crowd his space echo seethes undiscovered colors, lets repaint all of this architecture and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts his violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a hot yosemite summer but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts but when i hear the music, all the wilderness in my heart grows oh hey hey hey and nobody every, nobody ever, sings sanitary blues, sanitary blues, sanitary blues but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts [x4] his organs sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice-crusted midnight |
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