come? Stuttering, cold and damp, steal the warm wind tired friend Times are gone for honest men and sometimes far too long for snakes In my shoes, a
I feel the rhythm with your hands Steal the rhythm while you can, Spoonman Speak the rhythm on your own Speak the rhythm all alone, Spoonman Spoonman
t mind a change I sure don't mind a change Yeah, I sure don't mind, sure don't mind a change I sure don't mind a change 'Cause I fell on black days I
other pigs And I learned that I was a liar (One more time around) I learned that I was a liar (One more time around) I learned that I was a liar (One
you do it Hold it, don?t let it out Don?t get it right or wrong, no, I don?t get it I know you?re half afraid Half amazed, all insane I know it?s all a
bury me Show me and throw me out and hold me down And air me out and wear me I know you??re half afraid half amazed all insane I know it??s all a cage and all a
There??s no time to keep it low I??ve been deaf now I want noise You stay down But I wont be quiet I??ll hammer on until you fight Loud Love Loud Love
I caught the moon today Pick it up And throw it away all right I got the perfect steal A cleaner love With a dirty feel all right Fallout and take the
come Stuttering, cold and damp Steal the warm wind tired friend Times are gone for honest men And sometimes far too long for snakes In my shoes, a walking
Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard I try Nothing is closing my eyes Nothing can beat me down for your pain or delight And nothing seems to break
her in the sand just a burden in my hand I lost my head again would you cry for me Close your eyes and bow your head I need a little sympathy ?®Cause
I got up feeling so down I got off being sold out I've kept the movie rolling But the story's getting old now I just looked in the mirror Things aren
Get on the snake With a swarm of motor flys Get on the snake Under the cola colored sky Don??t worry, everything??s clean Road worthy, hungry and mean
HER HANDS ALL OVER THE COASTAL WATERS THE CREW MEN THANK HER THEN LAY DOWN THEIR OILY BLANKET HANDS ALL OVER THE INLAND FOREST IN A STRIKING MOTION
the hot rod death toll Sick in the head sick in the mouth And I can??t hear a word you say Not a bit, and I don??t give a shit I got the glass, I got
Feel the rhythm with your hands Steal the rhythm while you can, Spoonman Speak the rhythm on your own Speak the rhythm all alone, Spoonman Spoonman,
Someone says my words are out of balance Nothing to say Dying words I bury everyday Nothing to say You??ve got nothing to say, nothing to say Bog
Whatsoever I've feared has come to life Whatsoever I've fought off became my life Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile Sunspots have faded
