Calender Tim Lyrics & Chords By Pete Droge

Bugs rub their legs together in a fevered pitch It trips me out Never gonna let it out Birds they wheeze and my legs they itch Yeah it flips me out Wonder what it's all...read more

Sometimes you gotta take off your shoes, sit right down in the middle of the road, kick off the dust, and deal with the news that you are blind. These dreams are familiar. These...read more

Everything is going up Everything is going as planned, yeah Everything moves along Everything is fine, fine, fine Well, I could be condemned to Hell for every sin but littering ...read more

I won't face another day I won't wait until tomorrow I won't spend another night without you let me carry you away let me wake you every morning let me wander every day...read more

Maybe from the outside Things look alright But we know it isn't so ‘Cause baby on the inside I spent all night Counting reasons I should go How will I know when love's...read more