Season Tickets Lyrics & Chords By The Dirty Tricks

No one predicted that you'd be the one To wear the loaded gun No one suspected, you'd send the bullets Past our yellow sun, but you did it No one could fathom the death...read more

let's see it move send all that matters light it so hot i thought you wouldn't need it in a room across from the sky all the drifters at hand the seldom would get anger...read more

The beat keep on And it keep on pumpin' All the Bran Clan now start the house bumpin' And the beat keep on And it keep on pumpin' All the Bran Clan now start the house...read more

Nothing comes out I can't explain anything Cause I don't feel a thing now Everything's fine Why do you keep asking me I said I don't feel a thing Why should I anyhow? ...read more

Just sing the melody and we'll follow along. Dear Willard, I changed my town for you, Dear Willard, I smuggled guns for you, Tonnes for you. Dear Willard: For your sweet...read more