The Old Gospel Choir Modern Baseball

There's a tombstone in the brush with your name on the front But I had no bucks to get here lies they ran out of luck On the back of it Sharp as a tack, but in the sense that you're not smart, just a prick

Notes Modern Baseball

Perpetuating every pathetic word that I eschew into song She was my trophy shelf of slip ups My untamed hormonal Loch Ness shitshow On late night rotation for months on end A brick boot swimming lesson In the

Broken Cash Machine Modern Baseball

Home alone on friday night No better time for exercise And wishing you were still my girlfriend Sweeping floors and folding napkins Praying something cool might happen The sun explodes, we die The world

The Old Rugged Cross The Gospel Choir

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suff’ring and shame And I love that old cross where the Dearest and Best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I’ll cherish the old

Pothole Modern Baseball

The fossils of my footsteps will be unearthed At a far off date unknown Impressed in concrete from walking home alone After walking you home And the mops of greasy hair Will romanticize my despair But

Holy Ghost Modern Baseball

He's been haunting my dreams at night I've been bleeding from tripping in the dark Trying to turn on the light Trying to turn on the light He's been haunting my dreams alright I've been hollering at him

Hiding Modern Baseball

Take the train to Frankford I won't answer when they call I guess that's just my gift to myself Drank a lot and danced to The Cure Holding on for dear life To the frayed edge of a feeling we misplaced

Note To Self Modern Baseball

Holt's above my hideout I dug this hole beneath the floorboards Buzzing bad and locked in Try to not recall Counting numbered days From the wheel we cried to clutch Looking for some inspired land But all

Going To Bed Now Modern Baseball

What do you give someone Who's already got one of everything you thought would be the perfect Accoutrement to their unnerving temperament Attention What could a lowly peasant being like myself Offer a

Just Another Face Modern Baseball

got here I'm a waste of time and space Meandering unwanted days I don't know how I got here Entering a well known phase I scream get lost I hate everything I can't say how I got here Still I can feel the

Your Graduation Modern Baseball

It’s been a day or years of me thinkin’ ‘bout you everyday Sometimes for hours, sometimes in passing Saw you from the bottom of the staircase Stood out for hours as you complained About how you haven’t

Apartment Modern Baseball

The first time I saw you was in your apartment I had followed my friends single file through the darkness I looked your direction for excessive inspection And I could not muster the courage to say a single

Mass Modern Baseball

Pulled over at midday The joker's still wet behind the ears He hands off a novel of novice citations outside the service station The glue sets beneath our heels My baby's in Massachusetts And all this

Everyday Modern Baseball

Projection screen Had ceased its flicker You gave me time to take Of your truth I was starved and you were full I drove back home I drove back home, when you got sicker Disputing claims you still held, the

Apple Cider, I Don't Mind Modern Baseball

Did you ever love me Biopsy from the origin of sound Confirms you're speaking truthfully Concludes everything I thought about Is this past or present I can't seem to make it all out What's truths betrayal

Rock Bottom Modern Baseball

Is he here Are you making out I can you hear you guys on the couch Shut up Make out Do something already I'm waiting After reading that text from your friends I start losing all my confidence So I'll stay

Wedding Singer Modern Baseball

Find it hard to believe tonight In a curiously well kept house built before I was born This year we're gonna stamp out the sorry feeling Rain on summer vacation five blocks from Tasker Morris Station Fucked

Fine, Great Modern Baseball

I hate worrying about the future Cause all my current problems are based around the past And I hate when you call me late at night Just to check in to make sure I got nothing to be sad about But it's alright

What If... Modern Baseball

for some to praise me, in envy So humble and kind No better person Now that I'm older I've seen what I've been Ruthless, ungrateful, always trying to turn up tracks Be it about me or you Seeking out the

Coding These To Lukens Modern Baseball

It's not just what you say Or how you've come so far The words that you repeat When time tears us apart That smug look on your face When you have something to hide Or at least that's what I think Maybe

Breathing In Stereo Modern Baseball

Portland to wherever I'll soon unfold Into oblivion or somewhere between here and fact Forever waiting for you Ever aching cause I'm Longing for when I'll be coming back to you Hopeless, I'm fading It's the

Two Good Things Modern Baseball

like being alone I've called A through F already but no one knows Why one girl, one band, two paychecks are more than I can handle Mathematically that can't be more than one end of a candle Bottom of the

Charlie Black Modern Baseball

I'm pretty good at feeling sorry for myself Making up fake lives but nothing like, tangible Daydreaming while watching the TV Intricate combos by myself to fall asleep But alas, none of them come true

Timmy Bowers Modern Baseball

Wait a minute cause I've been living more like a piece of shit without youand I've been spending all your past killings trying to drink my way out of this grooveWait a minute cause I've been living...

A Gospel The Style Council

Handed down from fathers to sons Was the hatred of weakness and the love of guns A talk of peace but not in our time To save our souls and stop the crime Onwards and upwards but going nowhere So how many

A Gospel Naomi & Goro

Handed down from fathers to sons Was the hatred of weakness and the love of guns A talk of peace but not in our time To save our souls and stop the crime Onwards and upwards but going nowhere So how many

Old School Hollywood system of a down

Old School Hollywood by System Of A Down album: Mezmerize (2005) Old school Hollywood Baseball Old school Hollywood, Baseball Tony Danza cuts in line Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood

Sing Me Back Home The Flying Burrito Brothers

"The warden led a prisoner Down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden Just before he reached my cell ""Let my guitar playing friend do my

How Great Thou Art The Gospel Choir

O Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made I see the stars I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul My Saviour God

The Gospel Jimmy Needham

The Gospel, The Gospel Fragrancing words. The sea of my soul Is calmed when it's hurt.

Sing Me Back Home (Album Ver.) The Everly Brothers

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest and I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell Let my guitarplayin' friend do my request

Baseball Michael Franks

The way you wind-up when you Throw me those curves?

Baseball 주니토니

To reach the clouds! Home run! Let’s all shout out loud! Go! Go! Shout it out! Base hit! Swing! Swing! To reach the clouds! Home run! We’ll win without a doubt! Hit the ball and run fast.

Sing Me Back Home The Everly Brothers

"The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say goodbye, like all the rest I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell Let my guitar playin' friend do my request

Sing Me Back Home (Live at the Fillmore West, San Francisco, CA - February 1969) The Byrds

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say goodbye, like all the rest I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell Let my guitar playin' friend do my request

Sing Me Back Home Merle Haggard

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my

Sing Me Back Home (Live) Merle Haggard

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request

Sing Me Back Home Don Williams

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request

Sing Me Back Home (Remastered) Merle Haggard, The Strangers

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request

Gospel Oak James

Well I see the prophet and the forward fake And I hold it to your eyes And the wind is spurned to the trees And spurning on your charms And the ways are laughing on, on your door And the man is coming

Sing Me Back Home George Jones

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request

Gospel Polonem

Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the Gospel pray the Gospel Pray the

Baseball Cap Faithless

Oh, smack, there goes my baseball cap I''m on the floor, I think I took a bruse to my jaw, Jumped me from behind at least three, maybe four, I never see my hat no more. Oh, smash.

Modern Woman Billy Joel

your heart Don't try to put on an act You can't do that to a modern woman And you're an old fashioned man She understands the things you're doin' She's a modern woman She looks sleek and she

Gospel The National

The National - Gospel by GenK!

Gospel The Chevin

There are songs beyond the sky Missing melodies to find You got stars inside your eyes Tiny parts of holy lies There are mountains on the sun Where the ancient horses run All tryin' to find where they

Mailbox Baseball Hail Mary Mallon

drank once its chilled Crazy fucking loon bugs on his lips Tugging on his handle bar mustache grips Steiner full of shells and a belt full of clips For the first time he’s left off your list Mailbox Baseball

Modern Love Oracle Sisters

You can cope with it Modern love Modern soul [Verse 3] Temper tantrums Tarantulas Caught on a string You like to laugh It's swinging back n forth And you smoke it all Modern pictures Vintage tone Modern

Oh Happy Day Soweto Gospel Choir

김경희 (firework917) 님께서 올리신 가사입니다. Oh, Happy day (oh happy day) Oh, Happy day (oh happy day) When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed) When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed) Jesus washed (when Jesus wash...

Modern Day Delilah Kiss

your first mistake [Chorus] Same old way, same old ways Modern Day Delilah Each time you learn to give Queen to slave Modern Day Delilah [Verse 2] Listen You lived your glory in a liars haze you called