The Weekend Before Mister Christie Died Lyrics & Chords By The Thyme Machine

You crack like glass on the southern side, above us the moon will haul a lonely tide. I fall, fall, through a filthy fog to meet you in the station by the hanging clock. The bells in...read more

Hey, little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go away and leave you all alone? I got bad desire Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire Tell me now, baby, is he good to you? Can he do the...read more

Seems like lately From leaves on the line to Paxman's 'goodnight' All I ever seem to do is rush around There's never a second to think And you're running From pavements and...read more

Hilltops, snowdrops, late night dares Queuing outside for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs Soft toys, Beach Boys, corduroy flares Kissing for hours Up on Crystal Drive Well I wrote down...read more

At the High Road end of Willesden Lane I’m not the best with directions I took your hand in my hand And we’d hotfoot to the confectionary When nine to five means eight to...read more