Bossa Nova Sunday Lyrics & Chords By The Contes

Now that you have become all that you despise Covered by this guilt Smothered by these lies Now where is the trust that you seek You've aloud yourslef to become so weak And...read more

Sitting on a mushroom out in the woods I said, now baby, baby, you make me feel good Sitting on a mushroom out in the woods I said, now baby, baby, make me feel so good You make...read more

Let my arms be a tree Let my eyes be a bee Let my hair be A bed of roses Let my lips kiss the ocean Let my feet feed An earthworm Let my ears feed a beetle Let my...read more

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There's a blue light flashin' from across the street My road gets ornery at my feet Was it you that I saw walk by, Or was it just my imagination runnin' wild? I'm so tired of...read more