you off your cloud But I'm more than just a little curious How you're planning to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead Recall the deeds
soap box like a fool Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed With his eye all red, with the wine in his head Wishing he was dead when he oughta be Heading
called 'The TV generation', "Well all you guys do is watch TV" What did you expect? We watched lee harvey oswald get shot Live on tv one Sunday morning
evenin' 'Til there were no more city lights Those broken lines were gettin' blurry through my windscreen Well I guess I drove all night Then Sunday mornin' found me rollin' into sunrise With my fuel gauge dead
& marty wilde This is your town, this is my place This is where my whole world is lived in Nothing much, and just out of reach of all the city lights
the ferry After getting up at seven To come over to an island In the middle of a river Half an hour from the city On a Sunday On a Sunday in the park
. [[George]] Taking the day on Sunday, Now that the dreary week is dead. Getting away on Sunday Brightens the dreary week ahead. Everyone's on display on Sunday
Holy City Now Billy's out there in the desert sun And his mother cries when the morning comes And there's mothers crying all over this world For their poor dead
on cd singles leave virginia alone, 1995 (usa) and on you're the star, 1995 (europe) (rod stewart/andy taylor) Well she came from the motor city From
Sometimes a struggle builds you somehow Tears you down, leaves you dead Time will pass, back to life Hand on shoulders, bigger, better Sunday night,
Especially in that neighborhood Those people never stop But her husband showed up just like she said No one would listen, now Maria lays dead In the city
them days, been ?round the world twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates , there aint nuthin wrong with them big city
things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city
Don't make politics out of what I say It's just a something that you hear It used to be what kept us goin What can you do? Culminated case city limits
[Ron Clutch] I'm just a, big bang baller on a budget Dank weed, smokin like "fuck it" City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from Kentucky Horseshoes
Left the city, my momma she said don't come back home These kids round' killin each other, they lost they minds, they gone They quittin' school, making
gonna be the day [Blu] Yeah, it's like everyday I wake up, I stare into space and don't say much Peer in the mirror, feeling dead from the face up Coffee
City Now Billy's out there in the desert sun and his mother cries When the morning comes And there's mother's crying all over the world, for their poor Dead