Artist: 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

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Song:Magazine
Album:Build Me ThisGenres:Folk Rock
Year: Length:235 sec

Lyrics:

Our Separation Seems Forever, Ill Do It If Its What You Like
go Take Your Bags To New York City, Call Me When Your Plane Arrives
ill Feed The Children, Wash The Dishes, Ill Keep The House Lookin Nice
well, Dont You Worry Now, Everythings Gonna Be Alright

its Been Snowin This October Turnin Grass Into Grain
do You See Much Past Your Hotel Window Friday Nights With Your Gang
i Can Only Hope That Things Were Different And Darlin Do You Feel The Same
every Time Youre Drinkin Wine In The Rain

oh, Oh, All You Said Youve Seen Is My Face In A Magazine
my Hair Slicked Back And Clean Or So It Seemed
and Now Anyone Can Say That A Man Shouldnt Live This Way
so Take Your Pretty Poison Right Into The Grave, Well Never Change

i Sold Our House, The 3rd December, Were Livin Where Our Feet Done Land
and The Babies Screams, They Might Get To Heaven
but Theyre Buried Far neath The Sand
all I Knows My Minds Done Thinkin, My Mouths Doin What It Can
to Keep The Rhythm And Put A Nickel Back In Your Hand

oh, Oh, All You Said Youve Seen Is My Face In A Magazine
my Hair Slicked Back And Clean Or So It Seemed
and Now Anyone Can Say That A Man Shouldnt Live This Way
so Take Your Pretty Poison Right Into The Grave
we Dated Naked Out In The Rain
we Are Okay To The Pain, Theyll Never Change, Oh No, No, No, No