Sometimes I wanna take you down Sometimes I wanna get you low Brush your hair back from your eyes Take you down let the river flow Sometimes I go and
All these cats with holy jeans Dirty hair and titty rings Say, what's your scene, man? We got these questions Is it true that you have sold your soul
I'm standing in your corridor I wonder what I?m waiting for The leaves are drifting out to sea I'm waiting for you desperately All things beautiful,
Well I've been up to Paris And I slept in a park Went down to Barcelona Someone broke in my car And I'll search the world over For my angel in black
Well, lucky number seven passed me by Lucky number seven called my name and passed on by Well, he came back, don't you know with his brother six in tow
song? Old corn face, row of teeth She says sweetly to me in the elevator Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream Here come old Kerosene Hat
And my hair is blowing straight back I think of you wearing that brown mohair sweater Soft mounds of breasts underneath Or better yet one of those squigly aluminum lawn chairs I'm putting sun tan lotion on your long legs A-wearing a broad rim straw hat
Well, the movie star, well, she crashed her car But everyone said she was beautiful even without her head Everyone said she was dangerous Well, the chief
And here's Ivanovich, in his rocket ship Spinning helplessly up above the earth A while his heart is splintered All the girls of winter are buried in
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn I could arm a town the size of Abilene Don't you push me, baby 'Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in
Be my sweet potato Be my honey lamb Dance around the campfire Hang around a while Well, I been caught stealin' Someone else's vibe Everybody loves or
Origin: kerosene hat Soraya rozkuszka: "someone at the san francisco shows, bugs I think, was talking about the recording of kerosene hat--the snoring
If I could just keep My stupid mind together Then my thoughts across The land for you to see The sun drags locomotives to the ocean No one knows this
So take me down to the infirmary Lay me down on cotton sheets Put a damp cloth on my forehead Lay me down, let me sleep I know the whiskey, it won't
Translation: Cracker. Euro-trash Girl (Secret Track On Kerosene Hat).
Translation: Cracker. Kerosene Hat (Acoustic Reprise - Secret Track On Kerosene Hat).
Translation: Cracker. Kerosene Hat.
Translation: Cracker. I Ride My Bike (Secret Track 88 On Kerosene Hat).
