Write a poem to send home
Sing a song that sounds wrong
Watch the moon from your room
As it inches along
Oh, young and alone
Oh, young and alone
Oh, young and alone
Oh, ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
God, I am nothing but a boy in my room
But when I stand at the windowsill, I look at the moon
And I know something is rising to another dimension
Going out of my mind way across...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
Maude, Maude oh my God
There's something about the way the light
Hits you standing in the door
And I know I can't go home again
But you changed me into a red rose
I'm waiting ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
I'm takin' a boat
Sailing the edge
Of this two-dimensional world
And I'm gonna fly
Out into space
Where there's no gravity
And I know I'm going to feel better out there
I'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
Lately I've been having panic attacks
Once I'm there I can never get back
Oh panic, panic, I can't relax
Panic, panic, hey, hey
My palms sweat and my fingertips shake
I can'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
Well, I sold my nice clothes
I sold my boots
Feel like a tree with a hundred branches
But I sold my roots
She's all, she's all
I got left
I watched my best friend leave me
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
I can't tell what I am gonna do next
'Cause I always do whatever I feel, oh
I can't tell what I am gonna do next
Got no future plans and I'm feeling so real
And I know that I s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
My baby went out with her family to a ski resort in Colorado
Well she put on her skis and she slid down hill
Yeah she slid downhill in her bright red mufflers
My baby went out w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
In a shining white hotel room in Springfield, Il
I found myself a real sentimental boy
At the bars I look for girls
Who look like they've been crying
Those are the girls I wann...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
So what if I burn my hands
When I unload it?
Hot dishes from the
Dishwashing machine
It's just my job sir
I do what I'm paid for
You won't catch me walking
Home from work ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Ezra Furman & The Harpoons