Saint You The Constantines

Sweet girl in the diamond cut dress She's the queen of the broken hearts I'm going to milk that posison tongue And go blind in the lovers' march Who you calling on Who's callin' you I'm soaked in kerosene

Justice The Constantines

When your words won't do no justice And you've been led by the tusk To the aid of a friend who's down a busted To a sister who's lost the lust This is the Easter of your skin, son This is the making of

Lizaveta The Constantines

Lizaveta, we stood together in the pissing rain Your skin was showing through your shirt You said, 'Lover, let's run for cover' I said, 'Lover, wait Stay here and I'll give up all I'm worth' It's good

Soon Enough The Constantines

Years from now, they will make water from The reservoirs of our idiot tempers Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you Through and through Your gentleman father would pray for a daughter As

Thieves The Constantines

Sweating it out in my room Barefoot and unbuttoned to the waist The street car runs all night And I can't wait So meet me down behind the abattoir With the last of the summer kings Meet me down at the

You Are A Conductor The Constantines

Useless secrets, beat your wings There's a little good in everything You are a conductor It's a giant step going out Reeling in jungles of doubt You are a conductor Shamble on, anarchy, battles to come

No Ecstasy The Constantines

Born to hold your breath, 1979 Growing up in a dollhouse 'neath a beehive But you've been wading in them dirty waters Since you were thirteen years Running with that lonely crowd Crying them dirty tears

Steal This Sound The Constantines

File those nails and clip those wings Cause it's curtains for the cretins when they cut these strings It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying It's time we steal these pennies back from the

To The Lullabies The Constantines

You sing like dynamite tonight As we race through downtown financial sectors glowing And we serenade with car alarms Nearly found ourselves buried beneath the powerlines Or tied down But we move like the

Working Full-Time The Constantines

The sun was coming up Soldiers of light storming my brain Day, have I the guts to greet you Alarm clock tomorrow, cradle to the grave Working full time Vigilant people in the cult of enterprise, lean into

Windy Road The Constantines

It's true that the sky was filled with dust and silver Waves of light across a crooked highway The ocean in a silver flask Best get new dreams, these old dreams won't last This is not your home Leave this

Hyacinth Blues The Constantines

Raise the grey flags Ink the trenchant ballads The retail mob is bleating At the latest dead sensation The cretinous crowd is salting the sores Rejects at the trough Vulture the corpse Under suspicion

Some Party The Constantines

This is some party a capacity crowd on some fifty fourth story A mile above the lowly stations and any honest crime Sick with the stars consolidating on the vine I'll play the witness, every line here

Seven A.M. The Constantines

We're paperless Won't document this Under surveillance Reconnaissance The nation of the sleeping And its promotions We slip beneath the marquee In a car named Anadyr Hiding beneath the streetlights By

Young Offenders The Constantines

Curse the corpses, call in the futurists This is the ballad of the young offenders Leave no manifestos, save graffiti in the train yard These legs were made to run When the dares pick a victim The railhead

The Long Distance Four The Constantines

Let the Parisian crowd stand and shout Let the audience in the riot drown the players out That scene is long since vacant All the great halls have been washed out This is no broken promise, no national

Arizona The Constantines

This is a song about the death of Danny Rapp And that great gospel jest called rock and roll Some modern spirit Wounded and sober Here's the hunger of a generation And another ritual surrender Another

Little Instruments The Constantines

Mercy little rocker, bleeding guitars Went out chasing landmarks fell asleep at the bar Swinging with the sweet rogues down at Club Charity Always dressed to the teeth, always in heat Beyond them naked

Hotline Operator The Constantines

this life is blessed When against your hand My pulse can rise and rest Sing dissemblers Sing Lazarus Stand on ceremony For us with lust it's only motivation Hotline operator Rolling Blackouts, put out the

Love In Fear The Constantines

On the weird winds of Ontario Came worry sailing strange and low And we laid under the heavy sheets to love to spite the strange winds blowing To lust with raging lungs What hangs above when we love in

Draw Us Lines The Constantines

Starhawk in a street ritual Pleas from Herald Square to the heavens Earth and seas Let the hand move its people And draw us lines from our fiery designs Unknown unknowns Let all our gardens grow And overtake

Good Nurse The Constantines

On the ground floor of a human tower There's a concession open twenty four hours And there's a woman with a good mind Who knows that no one ever lived in a healthy time Good nurse Gentle woman Sheryl Lynne

Saint Elton John

Saint Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Too Low For Zero You don't pass your time in limbo Or hang out with the crowd Sitting on the stoop like a little girl

saint texas

saint i'm taking my time i'll fix it, don't worry now i'm needing you there make sure that you're coming too all of my life is all i'll give you here the meaning of me is something to pursue

SAINT DPR IAN

You still wake me up from the dead Feeling up my thoughts with regrets Will I ever let you go? Will I ever let you go?

Islands In The Stream Feist, The Constantines

Baby, when i met you there was peace unknownI set out to get you with a fine tooth combI was soft inside, there was somethin' going onYou do something to me that i can't explainHold me closer and i feel

SAINT karan

Barely holdin’ up babe I’ve been holed up here Too late for upsets Too late for us For us It’s too late for - It’s too late for - We’ve not caught up babe Rebound off me you could not babe Leave you obsessed

Will You Be Mine SAINT.

is I reminisce About the touch of your hand On my fingertips Baby I just need to know oh oh oh Do you feel the same Cause baby you are on my brain So pretty need you in a frame Need you all the time yeah

Saint 春野

Give me a sign If I'm on your mind I just wanna be with you, but 雨降り 歌唄い いのちを繋いでいる mm どうにもなんないこと 厚い厚い雲みたいな蓋が覆う夜に 君にも 銭にもならないこと 少しだけ愛してほしいんだ I'll be lovin' you 音を伝った水を見ている まだ謝れる I'll be lovin' you 臓を透かして

The Saint 1208

I am me as only I can be You push me from the start A planned device on how to live my life I try to play the part Always wanted something more for me I was born given a path Never would I make the same

Saint Julian Julian Cope

I met God in a car, in a dream, in Ankerside And I was very unkind I said,"You locked us out of the forest And gave us a mind I came upon you when I thought I'd lost you And I cried, 'My God, I thought

Saint Marie Piano Magic

Out of season, out of heart, I cross you off beneath the stars Autumn leaves a nasty scar and with the leaves, the heart departs You're off the map, you've left the book I'm off my head and treading luck

Saint K-Ryders & K.O.D

T 세인트 진실을 외면하는 우리의 삶은 FAKE DO NOT MAKE THE FAKE WE GONNA BREAK S. A. I. N.

Saint K-RYDERS & K.O.D feat. DJ Smood

T 세인트 진실을 외면하는 우리의 삶은 FAKE DO NOT MAKE THE FAKE WE GONNA BREAK S. A. I. N.

Saint Lorraine Aloha

I've got the gawks and I am picking up your quirks Not another dead bird You catch all but the gulls There's enough oil here to slick back our stray hairs forever Lorraine they say Your gray is grace And

Saint K-Ryders & K.O.D. Feat. DJ Smood

SAINT / K-RYDERS & K.O.D feat DJ SMOOD Produced by J-WIN & Z.A.SON Arranged & Composed by J-WIN & Z.A.SON Lyrics by MITHRA 眞, BAE3, 6-POINT & 경빈 Cut by DJ SMOOD for Burumarble House DJ SMOOD & K.O.D

Saint Divine Gavin Friday

I'll tell you now the story of a friend of mine A small town boy named 'saint divine' At his red flamed hair they would laugh and stare As he searched in vain for friends to find His mother, father and

Saint Judas Natalie Merchant

Saddle up the horses and wear your Sunday best Sing your Sacred Harp, you be holier than the rest Fill up the room with a grand and a thunderous song Let it rattle out the windows, let it spill out

Saint & Sinners All Saints

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh The name All Saints or Sinns The year 2000 Good or bad Saints or Sinners Fast Slow Stop Go I got the strangest feelin' I refuse to believe in I got the

Saint Pablo Kanye West

in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, you're looking at the church in the night sky Father, father, father Wondering whether God's gonna say hi The night sky, I feel like

Saint Tropez Ricky Martin

There's a place that's full of danger Not a good place for good girls It's a place that's full of strangers Watching you, wanting you Who'd have thought You'd jump on the wild ride with me You

Patron Saint Regina Spektor

She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down in the night She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind till it's light She'll break her own heart and you know she'll break your heart too So

Saint Veronika Billy Talent

They found an empty bottle on her windowsill The day her mother lost her sleeping pills She was sick and tired of being invisible Hard to see in color when you're miserable Veronika, Saint Veronika

Saint Stephen Grateful Dead

Saint Stephen Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes, Country garden in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain.

Saint Claude Christine & The Queens

sourit qu'a moitie A mes solitudes immenses Ton visage ne sera jamais entier Comme tu regardes au dehors J'emporte un portrait devore Douleur destin bord a bord Here's my station Here's my station But if you

Saint Huck Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

The mo-o-o-on, its huge cycloptic eye watches the city streets contract twist and cripple and crack. Saint Huck goes on a dog's-leg now Saint Huck goes on a dog's-leg now You know the story!

Fallen Saint Exumer

Trying out in the night I am ready to start a fight Hear the winds blowing through Through my mind and I am waiting for you Fallen saint, Fallen saint, Fallen saint ' Fallen!

Saint Slayer Coronatus

They claim to be the hand of god If right or wrong they just have one thought That what they do, is no sin, no betrayal, no fraud They can kill, they can steel, but we know someday it will stop You'll

Saint-Tropez Post Malone

Such a long time I\'ve been waitin\' I\'ve been waitin\' for a long time Such a long time I\'ve been waitin\' I\'ve been waitin\' for a long time Such a long time I\'m in saint tropez I had to

내게 다시 Saint

언젠가 길을 걷다가 들려오는 음악소리에 나도 모르게 너의 모습이 잊혀진 줄 알았었는데 그땐 소중함을 몰랐던거야 그땐 외로움을 몰랐으니까 oh baby oh loving you oh I need you 이젠 내게 다시 돌아올순없니 oh baby oh loving you oh I need you 이제 더이상 감추려 하지마 언제나 몰랐던거야