Five Iron Frenzy 2: Electric Boogaloo
Five Iron Frenzy lyrics
Five Iron Frenzy lyrics
"The Untimely Death Of Brad Lyrics"
Calistan Lyrics
I took three days to drive down one street The radio on, tuned to the big fleet Invisible planes are cracking the concrete That's just wha
I took three days to drive down one street The radio on, tuned to the big fleet Invisible planes are cracking the concrete That's just wha
Here is the tale, it's spoken word-for-word,
it may be abominable, but, yes it must be heard.
Nauseating at first, you can expect the worst,
so listen closely, as the plot unfolds...
I might stretch the truth, may be a little lie,
there was a boy named Brad,
he played trumpet,
Hellraiser Lyrics
Intro: Es hermanos de lo que sido, amigo? Try to play me close and get loose Try to play me close and get loose
and he died.Intro: Es hermanos de lo que sido, amigo? Try to play me close and get loose Try to play me close and get loose
Too young for him to cease,
Why? We haven't got a clue,
It's on the internet, so then it must be true.
The untimely death of Brad,
how sad it must have been.
If you see him anywhere,
remember to console him.
I curse the day, I ever met the boy,
O
Song For Dad Lyrics
(Keith Urban) Lately I've been noticing I say the same things he used to say And I even find myself acting the very same way
nly the good die young, they say.(Keith Urban) Lately I've been noticing I say the same things he used to say And I even find myself acting the very same way
The details of his death are vague
unbelievable it seems,
as if his passing was only a dream.
Catastrophe, calamity,
what will we tell his mother now?
Cataclysmic, a tragic mishap,
I just heard that their band is breaking up.
I hear his trumpet, hi
Madame George Lyrics
Down on Cyprus Avenue With a child-like vision leaping into view. The clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes, Ford and Fitzroy;
s voice rings in my ears,Down on Cyprus Avenue With a child-like vision leaping into view. The clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes, Ford and Fitzroy;
it sometimes seems he's standing very near.
I don't believe in ghosts,
I've never seen one,
but isn't the trumpet playing haunting on this album?
A day that lives in infamy,
in horror we behold, his passing,
his memory, but the truth must be told.