Thursday Lyrics & Chords By John B. Dehaas

(street sounds; door opens; sounds of television, baby crying and mother In the kitchen) Mother: eh, back so soon? you know, don't you have a decent pair of pants You can put...read more

On gentle ground I waited for you In drops of dew I wished that were you With heavy hands I reached out for you My skin soaking wet My eyes searched for you It seems you lost...read more

Blow out the candles. Tonight I don't want any light wasted Film Americana fills my mouth but even light doesn't taste good That's why MC's spit out Faced with compensating...read more

Yeah it was me, Haz, Lucky Lance, Lui Silk and Doctor Seuss, hittin' trees, kickin' threes, drunk off the juice. Sittin' and swappin' tunes like dudes who got the blues, while...read more

It's warm for November It looks like rain She drives the interstate Stays in the slow lane She's got two babies in the back Got huggies in the front ...read more