I'm banging on my drum I'm banging on my drum Then banging on my drum, boy And I'm having lots of fun I'm banging on my drums, yeah I'm banging on my
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Charly says, always tell your mummy before you go off somewhere Charly says, always tell your mummy before you go off somewhere Charly says, always
There's a drumming noise inside my head That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it It makes such an all mighty sound There's a drumming
Down The paint is peelin? Now An' when the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now An' when the chips are down Yea, I gets it poppin' everybody
With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground There's no sense of despair without sight, without sound We hold our ears and shut our eyes Distant
Written by Steven Wilson [instrumental]
TEN THOUSAND DRUMS (Mel Tillis - Carl Smith) « © '52 Cedarwood Publishing » Waitin' waitin' for the redcoats to come But all I hear in
She surprises me, sometimes she hums on my balls And i can see the world right through her bedroom walls She has a jaw like a pelican's beak is deep Humming
when i was a younger lad, they said follow me, imgaine all the peace you'll find in conformity, now that i am older, im more self-assured, i march to
Roll out the drums, roll out the drums Roll out the drums of war Roll out, roll out, roll out the drums Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums
To my mouth Frozen shut Mother's son Paper cup Belarus Belarus Belarus Belarus Pressing light Brighter sound Black and white Fading now Belarus Belarus
Come clean and off with your head The streams of bright rosy red Your heart will do the rest And you'll always fade You'll always fade Someday you'll
Our bodies break And the blood just spills and spills But here we sit debating math It's just a shame My hand just kills and kills There's gotta be an
We took our pills It changed the world We had our fill But when we realized That we were dragonflies We knew we had to try To find a way to get more
Dust on the window The sun's darkened angle Write your initials with mine At this time tomorrow I'll be just one day closer One sunset further behind
They put the treasure deep Inside us, inside us, inside us They thought the desert would Divide us, divide us, divide us With silence, with silence With
You be my Charlie and I can be your George Let's bury the hatchet Like the Beatles and the Stones They'll play our songs forever on the radio Let's bury