The special is sweet. The barkeep keeps it weakThere's only bad music and sports on TVI used to yearn for something the opposite of these:Something pure and good and quietI'm not g...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
I believe everything I readAnd I read indiscriminatelyI've been watching so much TVI've got a laugh track in my dreamsDon't know why I'm so listless, but I've got myself convictedI...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
Michaela, I'm sorry. I spent up all your moneyOn a hooker in Memphis. She bore a strong resemblanceTo your sister, and I remember everything that she wore:Just hot pants, and high ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
I'm going to make myself hard to findI'm going to retreat from this town with just a worried mindI'm going to make myself deaf to your criesYou keep making promises and I just spit...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
One of the daytime boys bit the dustIt was before his time, but he'd hurried it upThey say no one's gonna miss him muchThe Wood will be a wake tonightNow one of the barstools sits ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
She was a good girl before she met meAnd I thought I'd introduce her to corruptionBut love is a bargain, and she drove a hard oneBefore long, she'd beat me into submissionBut I kep...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
Sorrow requires memory. Just ask that old ladyShe's either angry or she's happy, but never for more than a minuteThere's a moment, and she's in it: that's allIt's not always pretty...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mccarthy Trenching
Daybreak is dawningI roam the East SideBy the river where the homeless sleepMelatonin and Nighttime NyquilTranquilizers can'y pacify meSleeping there in your arms Like sipping lemo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Booda Velvets
It was deep in the jungle of ZaireWhere night fears the dawnThere was a mighty manHe was a powerful manHis fists would draw blood from a punching bagAnd who would dare face him but...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Booda Velvets
With your hair of flaming RosesYour kiss - Medusa's touchTurn me to a pillar of saltTo die now would be perfectionThen my loneliness closes inSo, I drink a German wineAnd drift in ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Death in June