It's a feeling I've had many times before I can't hold the fort so don't give me more I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake When I know I'm fine, I
I've got this feeling that there's something that I missed (I could do most anything to you) Don't you breathe, don't you breathe (I could do most anything
Don't be scared of anything at all Everything we have is all we need All the spotlights streaming into angry skies Means there's no one watching as we
Getting too busy to make amends I should try to make it right Are you ready for the shit to hit? I think you say you are but aren't Doctor, make it better
And if it's true, baby, I'm the one in love with you And I guess that I've been all my life and I love, and I'll try And I love you more than those other
I tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature and Mother Earth Are two of three
Straw can bury us We can carry the hay But straws can break Like the reasons for my behavior Straws mend And straws bend And dry ones catch like A secret
the wish I would choose, I'd want An Old Straw Hat a suit of overalls and a worn out pair of shoes. Just let me roam around laughing at Big City Blues, With An Old Straw
jook by joe grind same time Yuh undastan, ray ray ray an ray ray ray Yuh si wha mi a deal wid; a so wi seh inno CHO Tell a guy fih get a straw An
tomorrow, when my beauty is old Like a speckled princess I'll try to cash in clovers for gold I'll try to spin straw into gold Straw into gold, straw into gold, straw
their merits And called to account for the acts they've committed The jury their victims, no sins are omitted I'd gladly burn these men of straw who
mind, out of your depth You should have taken soundings We're clutching at straws, we're clutching at straws clutching at straws And if you ever come
with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise, annoys, destroys his toys and tries to fix them. But his world is made of powder taken neatly with a straw
worry It won't be the last All I need a floorboard An' a wooden shoe Step aside An' let my lady through Hey foot, straw foot Low we lay 'em down Hey foot, straw
, hay, hay! Turkey in the straw, in the straw, straw, straw! Pick 'em up, shake 'em up, any way at all, And hit up a tune called 'Turkey in the Straw'.
As I raise my head to broadcast my objection As your latest triumph draws the final straw Who died and lifted you up to perfection? And what silenced
man suscribe, to that old school vibe Yo, make shift that the man, is quick to jive I grab I to that branch with force and pride Steady straws are the