Notes On The City Lyrics & Chords By The Martians

Time Was, I Could Move My Arms Like a Bird... Fly! She Was a Wingwalker, Pitgirl of the Sky... And Now I Got An Engine, A Big Perverted Engine, ...read more

i heard the echos from space they saw the pictures on the walls of the cave and they were pretty dead but you were really dead collecting coins with the president's face ...read more

None-too-smart to Buy Books, None-too-pretty, It's Kind of a Chore to Look At Doris's Hands When Things Go Wrong in Her Little Life, And They Show Her Her Face. There Are...read more

I believe I touch the tree Circles upon circles rising These are fingers The canary sings You are not the one I crafted for myself Just a broken toy I'll replace you, for...read more

limping through recess with my pulse unrecognized/these are her dizzy thoughts hospitalized/sex offenders seek salvation in batting practice/hunting size madness for a death...read more