It Just Comes Out Like Thud Lyrics & Chords By Bryan Wizzard

Pills, wine, whiskey, weed, speed. At black out _ the beach It's not even ten and she's already in bed. Chocolate, cheese. pills, wine, weed. Small cottage and door _ ...read more

She's a psychonaut on her astro pad. I'm psychogeographer. ___ grab bag of _ They say "on guard" and we say "ollie ollie, oxen free" And my fast handwriting all looks a lot...read more

Isn't this world all your own? In every little way it is. And isn't this world really theirs? In every little way it is. And in their world, every word means its opposite. ...read more

Insert and? circumstances Small suicides keep you alive Come government mob boy dogma Gotta guarantee this mind of mine survive I'm not a robot-barbarian Of all of the...read more

My death waits like an old ruin. So confident I'll go his way. Whistle for him in the passing time. My death waits to allow my friends A few good times before it ends. ...read more