Mister Treadmill Lyrics & Chords By Bill Baird

my skin is white as parchment drier than a downtown office building where the air is tight there's time spent resting on her bones waiting for the telephone to ring ba-ring...read more

Prima Donna dodged a call from the Investor Were you struck dumb? Were you, Prima Donna? Now struck dumb, the next call she picked up Aha, you're not so lucky? Are you,...read more

Easy come, easy go, Tell me things I want to know. Drink until your lips are black, You’ve given things you’ll never get back, Oh you silly thing Cold sheets of linen, ...read more

Black boots black jean black beard Walking down the street in the morning air Then I lite up a cigarette and put my headphones on And I listend to Van Etten Sing You gotta...read more

My car goes Chicago Every weekend to pick up some cargo I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie And turn the god damn radio down, thank you Pull over Count the money ...read more