Fishsticks Lyrics & Chords By Doug The Eagle

This is the night of living dead They crowd the streets In search of who they are And when it's time to go to bed You can hear them breathe Like choking on a cigar And...read more

Try, seeker, try To find this path of mine I weave a simple line Take care to watch my flight Place your fingers here to guide me Guide me under One must lead the other ...read more

==I. Wide Boy== Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of...read more

Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror The short...read more

In cold sweat sitting on this bench Odd questions through my restless mind Could they have seen what I’ve just seen? Expressions like if nothing is wrong It’s as though,...read more