Red Red Meat Idiot Son歌词

Lit deep, tin drops Half the lights, shot out The roof of your mouth Back in your hollow, odd habits, odd Lidded, stoned and guarded You never take that face down anymore Fever to sand, surgery lights Head full of sin, shot out Absinthe stutter, heav

O Come, O Come Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear. * Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! O come, thou Dayspring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here Dispers

Don't know why you do the things you do do do Holding it together with some glue glue glue Your favorite color isn't red it's blue blue blue No one knows a red red rose So you never get the things you need need need Where it's hurt you cover up with

Red, red wine Goes to my head Make me forget that I Still need her so Red, red wine It`s up to you All I can do, I`ve done But mem`ries won`t go Mem`ries won`t go I`d have thought That with time Thoughts of you Would leave my head I was wrong And I f

O, my love is like a red, red rose, That is newly sprung in June. O, my love is like the melody. That's sweetly played in tune. As fair are you, my lovely lass. So deep in love am I, And I will love you still, my Dear. Till all the seas go dry. Till

Oh my love is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; Oh my love is like the melodie That's sweetly played in tune. As fair thou art , my bonie lasso, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Ti

Don't know why you do the things you do do do Holding it together with some glue glue glue Your favorite color isn't red it's blue blue blue No one knows a red red rose So you never get the things you need need need Where it's hurt you cover up with

When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob-Bob Bobbin' Along When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along, along There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts throbbin' his old sweet song Wake up, wake up you sleepy head Get up, get out of your bed Chee

O, my love is like a red, red rose, That is newly sprung in June. O, my love is like the melody. That's sweetly played in tune. As fair are you, my lovely lass. So deep in love am I, And I will love you still, my Dear. Till all the seas go dry. Till

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