Were you told to hold me when I’m like this? I’d love to believe that it came from the heart, and everything’s resolved with a winning smile, Let everybody think you’re the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
You’re squeezing my blood muscle too tight, and, babe, if I don’t die tonight, I’ll be the strongest girl on earth… With every little scratch it pales, your love for me ben...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
Its lost its sparkle 'cause you're not there, I hope you're living but anticipating, And I'm afraid I'm half of one now, It's lost its sparkle cause you're not there… How so afra...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
There is a steam inside of me, It coils in red and green and smells like blood and cherries, I don't know where it came from, I don't know what it means, And I don't think the othe...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
And everything's rosy in Texas, And she sits in her penthouse, painting builders, And sometimes I wish I could be her, And sometimes she wishes that she could be me, Almost taking ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
And we died as they fell… That was my prettiest eye, never failed to repel You, passing by The small stage like a star, not in your head, Wondering now who you are, Who am I inst...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Obsessive Compulsive
I See Ginsberg in my mind,Wax Lyrical, bottle of cheap wine, Sitting under lightning tree,Heavy lids, berating me,Coz no one shouts their lines in prose,The only line goes up the n...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Phluid
I'll sing you a song of a burgular bold, who tried to rob a house.He open'd the window and crept right in, as quiet as a mouse.He said to himself, 'I'll hide away 'til ev'ryone is ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Rolf Harris
Jumbuk, Jumbuk, It's got to be a sin,That you can't go back and start your life again.I used to be a shearer, woo-ba-deep-ba-dee-dum,Shore one fifty odd a day.I was never a 'top gu...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Rolf Harris
The Cockney tribes in Britain were meeting for the gamesHeld annually, once a year, along the River Thames,The scene was quiet and peaceful, the snow lay on the groundThe Cockneys ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Rolf Harris