On Going Out To Get The Mail Lyrics & Chords By Charles Bukowski

Resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight and velvet hour We of Arabic pleasure's breed We of sun dome and the night ...read more

Let's do us tonight, let's do us, let's do us Let's do us tonight, let's so us lets do us We can be all we need, Let's do us tonight Won't you be here with me Let's do us tonight, ay,...read more

Yeah the doctors don't know, but New York was killing me, Bunch of doctors coming round, they don't know That New York is killing me Yeah I need to go home and take it slow...read more

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise, Who in despite of view is pleased to dote; ...read more

Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain south Cruel bindings The servants have the power dog-men and their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors...read more