Golden Moss Lyrics & Chords By Uncle Wiggly

He Won't ride in Cars anymore It reminds him of Blowjobs That he's a queer And his hair Stuck to the roof, over the wheel Like a pigeon on a tire Goes around And...read more

I guess i'm through with people I can just take less and less Point your fingers, make a steeple I'll be your hymnal in your church of lonliness The transition was so easy, ...read more

As your body floats down Third Street With the burn-smell factory closing up Yes it's sad to say you will romanticize All the things you've known before It was not not not so...read more

And if I do wonder, what to do. Waiting on the mote, lead us through. (?) I can see the season, for today. There's no need to reason, well I'd just run away. Oh, I have seen,...read more

Rustle me up some grub The next door neighbour's birthday He's hot and I'm hungry Rustle me up some popcorn The next door neighbour's birthday He's hot and...read more