You must have been phlegmatic in stature The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes Out of a blind mans
I'll sign my heart away in court tomorrow When I sign the papers that will set you free But to part this way is to my sorrow My heart will break to see
Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain. Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne. Worn down around the old panhandle, Texas is where he grew to fame
It felt cold inside So we threw the radio onto the fire It felt good to watch it Burn away to nothing You said you felt weak I hope its got nothing to
If you hate me, why don't you go? And if you love me, why don't you let me know? But you just won't give me an inch, so You just sulk Why do I want to
Who's the liar Who claims to know the truth It's your desire To see the tings so smooth Who's the liar Who claims to know the truth Here's a warning For
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...The sun areose beyond the mighty hill, the inlet, ruled by silence, laid so chill... ...The shadows grew as the sun rode high, that day for countless
Gold gold gold Australia Gold gold gold Australia Gold gold gold Australia Gold...Australia Bronze bronze bronze...No Silver silver silver...No
Your halo is the neon Your heart a jukebox song Your heaven is a honky tonk You love to live so wrong I know you're not much angel As a saint you've
When you come around I can still be found in another world Pick a number or a name It's my favorite game in another world Chorus: Hey man what was that
Oh, little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The
I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love Even more than I usually do And although I know, it's a long road back I promise you I'll be home for Christmas
By now in New York City, there's snow on the ground And out in California, the sunshine's falling down And, maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in
If it weren't for kids have you ever thought There wouldn't be no Santa Clause Look what the store just brought Thank God for kids And we'd all live
Well the news spread through Jerusalem Tonight a child is born There are shepherds fallin' to their knees And angels blowin' horns But in their golden
Ooooh, don't you think it's a pretty good plan All I want for Christmas is a real good tan All I want for Christmas is a real good tan Take me to the
Slide on over baby Underneath this mistletoe Here's a toast to us together Let me wrap you in this bow I'm in the Christmas spirits No, this one won'