Ahh Ahh I will sing to you of greater things Money, gold and diamond rings Just don't make it last Any longer than it has to Stories of the greater
I will sing to you of greater things... money, gold, and diamond rings just don't make it last any longer than it has to stories of the greater things
Translation: My Morning Jacket. I Will Sing You Songs.
: I will sing to you of greater things... money, gold, and diamond rings just don't make it last any longer than it has to stories of the greater things
to me But there is not enough time, There is no, no song I could sing and there is no combination of words I could say but I will still tell you one thing
-sheeba Got my ass lookin' like a zebra I put on my clothes and I was on my way Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet And so I ran I jumped out the
my dick till the shit turned white I thought to myself, ?Sheba, Sheba Got my ass lookin' like a zebra? I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way Until
What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time My enemy is hopelessness, my ally
did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
, bloom county's homeless riot for home ownership, i hope you put gas in the motor-home and know the roads, i studied with the finest combs stuck under my
KATE: Mornin'mornin' Have a good day MIKE: Hey hey hey KARLA: Mornin' hi Hooray ROBERTA: Mornin? Hi first day of school Hooray BUCK: Mornin' mornin' Hi
future have in store? I don't know I'm just going to let today be today, I'm going to wake up this morning with a smile on my face, look in the mirror
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
And he asks you where you from (where you from homey?) So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain (I don't bang) You start talkin' real fast (I don
sheeba Got my ass lookin like a zebra I put on my clothes and I was on my way Until her daddy pulled up in a chevrolet And so I ran I jumped out the back
my dick 'til the shit turned white. I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! Got my ass lookin' like a ZEBRA! I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way, until
Bloom County's homeless riot for home ownership; I hope you put gas in the motor-home and know the roads I studied with the finest combs stuck under my
