5 To 9 Lyrics & Chords By House

Tired muscles, tired eyes Can't sleep through this Oaxacan night He's kept away from dreaming, haunted by thoughts of failing The family whom he shares a bed A tiny room even...read more

One, Two, Three Was three o'clock! (Three o'clock!) in the morning, double vision with my homies Four o'clock! (Four o'clock!) feeling funny, got no car and we got...read more

This grin is shit-eating and fleeting like a catamaran It fits me better than a smile on a dead man Watch the hands of the ticking clock for emotional rock I've strangled...read more