Here we have our dust free dining set We guarantee it won't collect a spec Freeing up the children to instead Grow into your molding Heed more of your
You were born in KC, Missouri to a girl who wasn't married After your birth she brought you to the nursery Kissed your head and told you not to worry
Here we have our dust free dining set We guarentee it won't collect a spec Freeing up the children to instead Grow into your molding Heed more of your
It's weird to think of all the things That have not been keeping up with the times It's ten o'clock the sun has now Just begun to set the western hills
Sunken ships rest upon the ocean floor Where I've made my home to dodge the draft once more There once was a time, one could flee to the north But Canada
(Doobie brothers) Down around the corner a half a mile from here You see them old trains runnin' and you watch them disappear Without love where would
Je fais le beau mais dans ma tete c'est l'orage Je met de cote mes doutes et mes baisses de moral J'ai un but, j'irais au bout, je vivrais de mon rap
Rich fuck suburb housing plans root out sending them on the run less and less room strangled by progress overpopulation same population vinyl siding
Where do I stand if there's nothing but broken ground? Our wills and our callouses are broken We're imprisoned and bound- time is slipping away Our wills
"Though it's the opening track, You Can't Stop Progress is one of the last songs we wrote for Beale Street. It is sort of a preface to the next track,
Am I young enough to believe in revolution Am I strong enough to get down on my knees and pray Am I high enough on the chain of evolution To respect myself
Down around the corner Half a mile from here See them long trains run And you watch them disappear Without love, where would you be now Without
Que le progres soit salutaire, C'est entendu, c'est entendu. Mais ils feraient mieux de se taire, Ceux qui dis'nt que le presbytere De son charme du vieux