for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows. I wanna drill holes in the sky
Buck 65-Square 3 [intro] music to be murdered by it is mood music in a juggular vein and i hope you like it our record requires only the simplist of
day, seize the day, seize the day She brought some pens, a couple of notebooks A postcard, a blanket, a bottle of merlot And the sky provided the sunset Me - I brought the music
we won't back down No, we won't shut our eyes and go to sleep And we will write all over your walls And we will dance to no music at all And we will