Snowflakes And Cigar Butts Lyrics & Chords By Gina Young

Words and music by Amy Ray We were talking ticket slump We'd try to put our finger on it Quantify the undoing of each little step And its just a lack of press And the...read more

You thought it'd be You thought it'd be a rose-ride did you? With a carousel and a ticker-tape parade. You can try your luck, But everything's a long shot honey. You...read more

What a drag not to know how you are, or which of us got the raw deal. I was a dagger but in whose heart? I was the dirt beneath whose wheel? Boxer, don't knock me down. Writer,...read more

(for lynda petranek) climbing to the top of mountains reaching for the sky it disappears watch my hands lose their grip watch my life lose its meaning (what's my life...read more

walk in give him my name looks up and down takes a good look at my pecs puts down the clipboard opens the rope for my 'stache walk in with my duffle hanging hat is...read more