Troppo Lyrics & Chords By David Cross

Long ago and far away in a different age when I was a dumb young guy fossilized photos of my life then illustrate what an easy prey I must have been standing in the sun, idiot...read more

("Mutes lie choking in the green fields of England, (-inaudible word-). Scorching their own inheritance, burning in a hand-me-down Hiroshima, A man-made prison called progress. ...read more

The Holy Drinker and his curse In constant serfage to unquenchable thirst And from his stupor the night gives birth The devil rises from right out of the earth With shaking...read more

I lived for hopeless dreams.. Could not afford to see anything at all, just those walls that threatened to swallow me alive.. And I would rather be washed away than be confined, ...read more