David Byrne lyrics
David Byrne lyrics
"The Civil Wars lyrics"
Goodbye Heartbreak lyrics
Don't be blind In all the fated life. Something great is happening in your life But all the noise Is drowning out your
Don't be blind In all the fated life. Something great is happening in your life But all the noise Is drowning out your
I got a right to be out on my mind
I got a right to be who I am
Love me, love my problems
The good times and the rotten
The war is in me, the war is in you
The war is in everybody now
Shake this tone, out of control
They are fightin' with knives and forks
Demo
The Refused Party Program lyrics
This is the pulse, this is the sound This is the beat of a new generation This is the movement, this is the rhythm This is the noise
nstrating how democracy worksThis is the pulse, this is the sound This is the beat of a new generation This is the movement, this is the rhythm This is the noise
God's good and God is great
So I wear my happy face
The war is in you, the war is in me
The war is in everybody now
The wolf is loose, he's living in you
There'll be a celebration
Johnny comes marching home
His eyes are on the ceiling
It ain
Predator lyrics
Roaming through the forest Along the mauntainsides Moving through the darkness I'm a creature of the wild Sneaking up
t no fashion showRoaming through the forest Along the mauntainsides Moving through the darkness I'm a creature of the wild Sneaking up
A heavy situation
Does things to your skin
Although it ain't no party
Dying to get in
Sex is something if it's looking good
A ceasefire in the neighbourhood
We bleed and stain the carpet
We start our own republic
The war is in me, the war is in you<
Dan's Underpant lyrics
We all went down New Delih, We had too much curry and aching bellies. Peter got gut rot and puked on the floor, Stez St
r>The war is in everybody nowWe all went down New Delih, We had too much curry and aching bellies. Peter got gut rot and puked on the floor, Stez St
The greatest look
In heaven above
There'll be a celebration
Johnny comes marching home
His eyes are on the ceiling
It ain't no fashion show
A heavy situation
Does things to your skin
Although it ain't no party
Dying to get in