We've never fell over, yet there's more worry than cheer I've got someone that loves me today She's not in the future, she's my morning parade Hey, hey
don't know how to solve them Everywhere we go, we got some skeletons to follow We got baggage, you know we're gonna drag it Everywhere we go, for everyone to see in the Broken hearts parade
t know how to solve them Everywhere we go, we got some skeleton's that follow We got baggage, you know we're gonna drag it everywhere we go, for everyone to see And the broken hearts parade
This is not an accident, this is an emergency This is not an accident, no, this is just how you planned it You'll remember me in the morning You'll remember
I?m gonna set my sights I?m gonna set your soul alight Under the stars Under the stars So let the street lights shine away Till the breaking of the day In the morning
to fade, and I lead the parade Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger Six in the morning, gave
lets it shine for hours while you sleep it away there's one rare and odd style of living part only known to the everybody Jenny a comical where's the end parade
is cheap, bitter sweet But it tastes good to me Take my turn, crash and burn It's how it's supposed to be So don't rain on my parade Life's too short
Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning
floating feeling I get in the moment Makes it really worth it (worth it) Hey, forget about your Monday morning We are never gonna be that boring Hey, forget about your Monday morning
read the morning paper Did you see the front headlines Did you read the morning paper Baby let me lend you mine Oh, what now Did you read the morning
-anne and I want you to hold me As long as your raggedy magical music carol can He asked me if I'd like to have my own parade I answer yes and he blew
: [I. INNOCENCE] [Instrumental] [II. COLD DAZE] The coldness of confusion hangs in the morning air as Brazen bells ring reality To announce the conqueror
: the iry not afraid good morning flowers, can you hear me? i feel lost in this field, don't know how i should feel. so won't you hurry, and not even
smile And a terrible whiskey she had for a while That she'd sip every morning for breakfast and sigh Since the month of december They used to tango Jump and parade
wine! And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain, and shit is gonna fly once again! I've got a bunch of government cheques at my door. Each morning
: Yo (uh, what, yo, uh-huh) ha, yeah yeah Yeah, eh-heh, alright (mmm, uh, uhhh) Good morning light my fire baby woo; woo, woo! Ohhh-oh-ohhhh, girl you