Sam Broussard lyrics
Sam Broussard lyrics
"Ira Visits His Dad Lyrics"
The Last Rock Show Lyrics
Stand in line behind me We've got tons of time to Let it all hang out And cast the demons out. Once we're in the roof falls I heard tha
Stand in line behind me We've got tons of time to Let it all hang out And cast the demons out. Once we're in the roof falls I heard tha
Ira my bastard loco weed
proof that the saints and plumbers
should never breed
Put the dope in my strongbox
before the nurses' aides can steal me blind
Nurses' aides, oh, they're nice enough
though some show up sick
and some they treat me rough
They're understaffed, underpaid
so they steal our underwear
How could I notice my mind drifting loose
and I don't mind the white Lysol walls
And if I deserve pain it's for having you
But you'll clear your name
when you hit my vein
and take your old Dad to the ballgame
hallelujah
wheel me
out to the ballgame
I win our fight, meet your Waterloo
I'm poor but at lea
Hey Hey (what Can I Do) Lyrics
Written by: bonham/jones/page/plant Wanna tell you 'bout the girl i love. My, she looks so fine An' she's the only one that i've been dreamin' of,
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I'm a burden to you
you waste of the womb of a saint
if you really want the truth
We called you Stinky Sweet Pea
Well, here we are now
the one in diapers is me
And though I don't like you
I love you like the son I wish I'd had
Gone in two years what I'd saved all my life
Ira, inherit the wind
Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (she Wore Red Dresses) Lyrics
(dwight yoakam) She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
Clean-living, hard-working I win the prizeWritten by: bonham/jones/page/plant Wanna tell you 'bout the girl i love. My, she looks so fine An' she's the only one that i've been dreamin' of,
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I'm a burden to you
you waste of the womb of a saint
if you really want the truth
We called you Stinky Sweet Pea
Well, here we are now
the one in diapers is me
And though I don't like you
I love you like the son I wish I'd had
Gone in two years what I'd saved all my life
Ira, inherit the wind
Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (she Wore Red Dresses) Lyrics
(dwight yoakam) She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry
A son who walks in
with his needles and pins
and I'm in love, I'm feeling groovy
groovy
everything's beautiful
They took away all my Lucky Strikes
as if we might rise
and trade our wheelchairs for bikes
I know they mean well
and I forgot what I was gonna say