The Ball Lyrics & Chords By Alfred Schnittke

Here they come, we panic, scream and run (Oooh) And please beware, they'll kill without a care (oooh) Clasp your hands and make some weather Cause after all we live together ...read more

If I hadn't dropped the ball, I would've took it all the way Homecoming '89 with ten seconds left to play We were drivin' toward the goal line, they were screamin' in the stands ...read more

Be not afraid You will never be idle Standing on a cannonball Shooting through space Stay where you are You need no direction No matter where youll ever travel Our headings...read more

I tried to stop this thorny bush from growing growing inside my chest instead I set the thing on fire and now I'm burning inside there is a dark heavy ball with all my...read more