azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

filthy thieving bastards - when we were kids lyrics

Loading...

the peach orchard and silly battlefields near our house
the steep porch stairs out, broken boards in need of some more nails
i’m not afraid to say that i am not [?]
to be old and nailing in my room when you’re breaking through the crust

i have half a mind to beat you, half a mind to beg
half the money to treat you a breakfast, [?] egg
half the time i’m telling you to get out of that filthy bed
this type of life is not murderous, just a lousy piece of bread

cheap port fares and soaking drunken hordes near the south
they speak of shares, not cloak and dagger, just word of mouth
i’m not ashamed to say that i’m the one to blame
to be young and sailing through my [?], to be staking out your claim

i knocked out the wind to greet you and slap back to place
not the sunny side of the street that’s steadfast in my chase
these hands are pulling you to step back out of the frame



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...