Taeko Lyrics & Chords By Lutine

Fake yer death, if you need to To afford distractions from the living, oh You can make a body out of plaster soaked in your own blood Then leave the body in your bed Covered...read more

Long distance call with the lying man He said twenty miles from the airport is the promised land A night in Detroit he perfumed my ear Come into my spot no reason to fear I'm...read more

Four feet under the table Shoe strap stuck to an ankle Not much talk, no surprises Hollywood sympathizes girls Working girls Two working girls One's got twelve years on...read more

Here is the story of how you came to be born, How you came to be born Papa had a beard then, Mama looked very young, Mama looked really young My father kept me from your...read more

He's out there making shadows in the snow, Pretending he's a star. He's running around there now, trying to steal the show, But probably he'll never get that far He's...read more