On The Forming Of Routines Lyrics & Chords By Mark David Ashworth

Taste leaves, lay low. but it's the dirt you want, a grinning Mouth of mud Spectators come, the profane will watch, And in a claque for show, put me in the show If i hope we're...read more

you wheeled around, started to spin, you could not slow it down, and all the flashy xxxx you can't stand finally chased you off. ...read more

Go for a lunch hour stroll Why should you wind your way through Coca-Cola cabs When you can jump your own shadow on Burnside Avenue? I know you wish you'd stayed home Now for...read more

There's something there but you're not quite sure where ANd you're still in town What made someone decide not to run? They're still around Got to the edge of town you always...read more

Don't let them lie you down on a dharna Oh, hit "Someday" You fall into the room From on a top-floor ledge did you fall Let the ladder down let it down now Oh it's so good ...read more