Jazz History Lyrics & Chords By Bad Canoes

Il paesaggio triste, corroso e decadente gronda ruggine e acqua nerastra. Tossisco vita, assopito tra le ultime grigie spire del gigante centoruote. Che avvolge il fumoso mostro...read more

let's hear it for the modern skirts hold it up until it hurts whistle through the trees and split the brown money you'll never pop the solid earth smelling like a cowboy's...read more

Feel like a slob who lives for the day, When a winning ticket pay is made. Caught with my butt hanging out of my pants. Waiting for some kind of lucky chance. But nothing ever...read more

I feel for you, you little horror Safe at your mother's breast No lucky break for you around the corner ‘Cos your father is a bully And he thinks that you're a...read more

the beast was born he slithered out of his hole i starve my pets chained to a linked fence i am forced to guard the mile you are not my mother's child history is at the...read more