The Great Depression Lyrics & Chords By Caulfield

Hey you mother fucking son of a bitch, How dare you speak about it like you know, Without strife or strain, Each leg keeps moving, Always deviating from the path. So it's, ...read more

We are the sons and daughters of a revolution, revolutionaries walking us out of oppression and into a no-low promise land. And this is leaves us with a great sense of sadness...read more

As we envisage the countless imperfections, That we disrespectfully share, With the remorseless mortals, That stand beside us All brainless humanity relapses, falling...read more

We were the Reagan kids Our heroes didn't work like our daddies did They dazzled us with TV through sleepy lids We followed hulking maniacs to Prozac nation "You can be...read more

I always play the fool. I'm this years' nominee. falling backward wasn't so hard. try to remember remember. but that was a long time ago. wear your mind. raise your glass. try to...read more