Doob Of Creation Lyrics & Chords By The Dead Salesmen

When I poison my head, head, I turn into a man to loathe When I lust a little vice, vice, I go and find money to blow Some would say it's outta line, some would say...read more

She made it stumbling in over her baggage taking it all on board she couldn't take much more but it's under control where she can keep an eye and hold you don't ever...read more

I'm being held at the end of a tether, At the edge of out yard . . . stretching away. The work keeps going on But I've had enough but I am getting over these intercoms. She...read more

I've rolled with the times I've stayed up all night At rock 'n' roll's twenty four seven home There's always a bed Alone, or with a friend That's how it goes Where I...read more

Come on out and fight my descendant She's with me all the time, my ascendant Lonely out of her mind, my ascendant Lonely all the time, my ascendant There's not room...read more