Holy Holiday In The Plant Lyrics & Chords By Luke Roberts

Words wouldn't come stumbled all deaf and dumb As the crowd awaits his great escape And his fingers wouldn't move nervous are black and blue It's just an eye game, game away now ...read more

Baby shaved her head and gone Now she's got black stockings on I think she's warmin' up to the ice age Baby spreads her little wings Now the boys say awful things I think...read more

Before the bitching and the bore The end of the cold war The principles they were apparent The bucket beside the door The shoulder carries more Than the sum of all our parts...read more

As the only child for a hundred miles Livin' in the land of plenty You could raise your cup any time you want Never find it empty But your plate was flush and you had so much...read more

She will always go Every time this story's told I know it won't ever change No matter how I rearrange; I can't make this story bend Or head it off before it ends, We all...read more