Find your city Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city Find yourself a city to live in
your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in
Översättning: Phish. Städer.
I saw you with Carini and that piece of ass You built your house with windows but those windows had no glass Lucy had a lumpy head, Lucy took a walk,
Where I end and you begin I wanna find that line And cross it back and forth Until it disintegrates By our footsteps By our footsteps Where I end and
Dear Mrs. Reagan, I hope you're feeling well Fighting drugs and abortion will keep you out of hell Send in the troops, they'll shut the system down Take
Highway Bill's on the rotary still and he can't even feel the pain Of a sun dried shoulder and a scar from a boulder that cut him right across his vein
Waking up Scattered lace Cigarette From your face Time to go You won't leave I don't know What to believe For I've been fooled by images That move
Halley's Comet, I-said-a Halley's Comet How could you know that I lived in a desperate world? How could you dream that we were all made out of stone
I didn't like cheeseburger alleycats near me A petrified Phish disease, I wish somebody'd hear me I didn't like maple dew, honey melon watercress I didn't like Phish
Well, I saw it again (I saw it again) A form in my window (in my window) It wants to come in (it wants to come in) Well, I seen it before (I seen it
While lying in a misty glade, The stars about begin to fade, Before approaching dawn I watch the tide begin to swell, And wash across the quake. Across
Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy!
The forest seemed to swallow us Your hand was holding tight We walked together several miles And fading was the light So softly then I heard a voice
Oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa Fat sweaty bulldog Stood in the sun Stone village swamp man Slow motion run Tender poke police walker Precious
The workers they come back from their day in the field Jennifer dances and she cooks me a meal A little less salt in the gravy tonight You ought to
What you are now experiencing is the Vibration of Life ladies and gentlemen Your head may be feeling heavy Seven beats per second Your nose light This
