Thursday, November 18, 2010

Fallen Leaves

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

It's been a year
Since You left me here
Thought of that brings my eyes to tears

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

Sometimes I want
To Pick up the phone
So I don't feel all alone

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

Until we meet
Again my friend
This'll be the song that never ends

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

Watching the leaves
Fall off the trees
Talking 'bout peace

Pockets

Walking with hands in pockets
Nothing but hands in pockets
Walking with hands in pockets again and again

Wearing my old dirty rags
People tend to laugh
My hair has grown long
My beard is a mess

She won't even look
Into my eyes
She puts on a mean disguise

Walking with hands in pockets
Nothing but hands in pockets
Walking with hands in pockets again and again

Got me a bottle of rum
Shadows following me
Are they real?
You tell me

They hit me in the head
Under a bridge I bled
Took me to the hospital
I didn't live

Walking with hands in pockets
Nothing but hands in pockets
Walking with hands in pockets again and again

Detroit Runaround

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We are all inside
Drinking All there wine
Now we're having fun
Until the show is done

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You ever heard of Hell night?
They burn the town down
Last year they burned
70 houses to the ground

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Thieves are outside
Fucking with our ride
They stole our shit
To buy themselves some shit

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Cops came on the scene
Wouldn't get out the car
They told us our dreams
Won't take you very far

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