Queer Weather Lyrics & Chords By Bill Nelson

Gone fishing for compliments On hollywood and vine I'd come to your party But i haven't finished mine Talk to the doctor He turns acid into wine, and I am an angel In...read more

I'm not a free lunch box car parked in the seat dead-end streetcar of desire caught by the tailpiece I'm a jiffy pop tarts are bad for your teen-aged beef There's a...read more

Tell her I'll be waiting In the usual place With the tired and weary And there's no escape To need a woman You've got to know How the strong get weak And the rich get...read more

Supermarket flashbacks Show arms and legs in plastic sacks Fat men twelve bananas high Die while all the women cry Love, love gets sucked away On big fat lips while people...read more

Sweat runs down the centre of my back Crawling like an insect - it makes a track Sweat runs down the nape of my neck Anticipation - the cause and the effect So catch each drop as...read more