Letras:
Amos Tori Tales Of A Librarian

real soon. How's that thought for you? My scream got lost in a paper cup. You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone. I got twenty-five bucks an' a

Everybody wants you sweetheart Everybody got a dream of glory Las Vegas got a pin-up girl They gottta run as they buy and sell River's a myth, running

find, find, find what you're doing about things. ( Besides, besides, huh, what'cha doin',) A few witches burning, gets a little toasty here. (Hey, whad'a you know, whad'a

: And with a wink And a smile Yuo toss your instructions on How to catch a train While it's moving You always were the one That kept us all guessing

a deal, make him feel like a Congressman. Run'in in a family, hoh, it's run'in a family... oh... heh, hoh. Rest your shoulders, Peaches and Cream. Everywhere a

Birmingham. I got a few friends. I never was there, was there when it counts. I get my way, you're so like me. You seemed ashamed, ashamed that I was, a

all... So maybe we're a bliss of another kind, I said a bliss of another kind, I said a bliss of another kind. I said a bliss of, a bliss of, a bliss

: I knew a boy who would Not share his bike Oh but he let me go sailing I swore that I Could survive any storm Oh then he let me go "Can you launch

through your head when there's a man on your back. You're pushed flat on your stomach; it's not a classic Cadillac. Me an a gun an a man on my back. But