Lard lyrics
Lard lyrics
"I Am Your Clock lyrics"
The Honey Roll lyrics
Honey roll over and lettuce on top Strap you to the bed and make you rock Run it up the flag, send it on home Push you to the wall and make you moan She's mine, take what I want Get what I need, don't take it all Don't you hide, gonna blow my mind C'mon, taste it, honey, 'cause she feel fine CHORUS She turn it on, upside down She turn me on, inside out She turn it on, all around SHe turn me on, she turn it on Baby, bend over, to
Honey roll over and lettuce on top Strap you to the bed and make you rock Run it up the flag, send it on home Push you to the wall and make you moan She's mine, take what I want Get what I need, don't take it all Don't you hide, gonna blow my mind C'mon, taste it, honey, 'cause she feel fine CHORUS She turn it on, upside down She turn me on, inside out She turn it on, all around SHe turn me on, she turn it on Baby, bend over, to
I am your clock I am your religion I am your shotgun mechanical bride Nothing is done without my approval I own you I decide how long you sleep And how much rest You are ever allowed I decide what you desire I deny you time to think I am the mirror of constant humiliation That follows and shadows you Wherever you go And blocks out the light At the end of every tunnel you try Be on time Be on schedule Always feel Like you're always late And need more scolding and punishment Do not daydream Do not dilly-dally Do not fall behind Wings are flapping right behind you You know what's coming next As I swoop down like a hungry owl And sink my talons into your back And drag you back to square one again The pain gets a little worse every time Crash Crumple Do not pass go Do not collect Your dignity and your self respect Give up It's over No time allowed To try something you like The bills wereEl Lago lyricsall due yesterday You've failed You're through First we form our habits Then they form us We dress up as someone else every day Gingerbreadhouses Fireplace surprises What tastes the best The witches won't let you have These days, having a baby Is like what having a BMW used to be While they're asleep Play those New Age cassettes To transmit subliminal messages I like mom I like school I like to study I like rules I am the school teacher Who yelled at you for not paying attention And shame you in front of the entire class And dragged you around the room by the hair This is what happens to boys and girls Whose penmanship is messy Be neat, like the others Follow orders Obey what is put in front of you Imagination is the ultimate sin You can't be creative the rest of your life Your counselor wants a word with you If you liked school, you'll love work Resign yourself to a job you'll hate Get a hobby - but keep it in the
Intro: MohamedDe nuevo solos t? y yo. Un lago y una canci?n,echo de menos o?r tu voz, una estrella te eclips?Los momentos que no volver? a sentir tu pielen mis brazos yo te tuve ayer,hay tantas cosas que te quiero decir, ac?rcate.A veces siento al despertar como un susurro, tu calorella no deja de pensar que un d?a te encontrar?.C?jeme no me dejes marchar,quiero sentarme a tus piesen mis brazos yo te tuvClub Montepulciano lyricsgarage Shove yourself into a slot Despise your ideas Your boss knows best We can't all do what we want to do Always settle for what you're told to expect Do not take chances You might fail You might fail You don't want to find out the hard way How our society treats The misfits who make mistakes Bad Failure Bad Failure Homeless Depression Mental hospitals Murder Born on the cutting room floor Die in the bin by the door Hypothermia of the spirit Why do people chase So many useless toys In search of the perfect baby sitter "For just $19.95 and just thirteen minutes of your busy day, you can have 'the full, rich experience of parenthood without the mess of the real thing.' It's called Video Baby." Creative Programming, Inc., offer "All of the enjoyment - and none of the commitment." I am your calendar There is no escape I am why you're afraid To respect yourself I lead you down garden path after path With carrots on a stick I'll let you taste but never embrace Peek in the wrong door, I slam it on your fingers Go back Adventure is not allowed Go back - not allowed! I leave you exhausted, henpecked and afraid Never quite enough money Never enough nerve To reach out for something better Than the grind you call your life The hatch of your hamster cage is open But guess who waits just outside the door Stay on your treadmill Keep running on that wire wheel Briefcase in hand Money rains down just out of reach You'll burn out soon enough It's all part of the plan When you're no longer useful You can finally retire To the glue factory of your choice Free at last To scratch your head Wondering what happened Free at last I bid you goodbye On your own To wait to die - Corrected by poko666@usa.net ____________________________________________________________________ Get free e-mail and a permanent address at http://www.netaddress.com
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