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All of the Women FLETCHER around the sun She tried on every version of the girl she was Now and then, I miss her, yeah, my baby could run And I swear that I loved All of the women That I've been To all of the women Out here livin Chaos FLETCHER I'm doing Think I've made a mess of my life, my soul is twisted up in ruins I feel so alone" And the silence feels like a dial tone Some days, I'm a fast car learning how to drive Drive around the mountain Don’t Tempt Me… FLETCHER I've been here before Laid back and changed the station, I'm back for more Fuck, I'm so impatient If I could find a stronger drink than you and me If I could mediate the feeling out of me Then I'd cry The Arsonist FLETCHER the bitch who burned everything Over and over, I'm tired I guess the arsonist ran out of fire Now that I'm older, I can't afford To blow up my life every time I get bored I'm passing the torch, yeah, Party FLETCHER I know when you knock on my door You're waiting for the drama of The silhouette of who I was before I scattered it like stardust Champagne bottles, they lose their luster When you leave 'em open for a Good Girl / Gone Girl FLETCHER Ouch, this hurts I think out of everything It's the most painful breakup I ever had to go through Don't have the words Lately I've been tongue-tied I don't know how to say that I'm sorry and I love you Would You Still Love Me? FLETCHER Did we do it all for nothing? Who should I be blaming when I'm crying for help? And where is the award I won for losing myself? Isn't that worth something? Boy FLETCHER I've been sitting on a secret And I don't think I can keep it anymore I've been hiding out in Northern California Where nobody knows who I was before Where they won't judge me in the morning We were counting Congratulations! FLETCHER I don't want congratulations anymore 'Cause it doesn't quite hit No, it doesn't quite hit the spot, babe It's a needle-in-the-haystack kind of lore It's a dopamine lie And the dopamine's running dry, babe Hi, Everyone Leave Please FLETCHER Oh Oh-oh I sold out Radio City, but I'm not on the radio Kinda bruises my ego watchin' the other pop girls Skyrocket to the moon, is it cold up there too? Does bein' a star give you a wider view? D i s t a n c e FLETCHER I need a little space and time, maybe like out on the moon So, baby, get the rocket ship, ready set, I'm not coming back that soon It's all I can do to stop myself from calling you up and causing hell Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam Montgomery Gentry hard on you if you ain't I'd grin and point to a jug coolin' in the spring They turn the hounds loose and let'em run Drink a little whiskey and have a lot of fun Talk about the days when they were younger Doing Better FLETCHER ] Better feels worse, ooh Better feels worse Your girlfriend never thanked me for making her go viral Fuck it, I'm her idol I get sad and spiral Yeah, I'll buy a new whip But you'll never see me take the When Hell Was Laid Back Noam Fletcher Kick it back around 2006 The heat was cool and we were swimming in it The hydrocodone had us feeling so good Silicone huts and plenty of room We had everything we wanted but nothing to do We go to die Saturday Walkin' Noam Fletcher Feet hit the carpet and the heat flows right through Well I'm out the door because I've paid all my dues Unseasonably warm smoggy free Saturday Hop on the bus and write a poem about my nights And how I'm Neon Undertow Noam Fletcher Late at night Waiting for a bus ride Nowhere man To the end of the line Never wanted to be settled down There's adventures in urban lights And streets of sound Being young Saved by the bell Seeing our Grew Up Real Noam Fletcher We grew up real Explorin' in the back fields Doin' (doin') doin' (doin') doin' (doin') doin' In the white water We watched yourself mature Summer skin was golden bronze and aglow Mexico turquoise like Strangers Again Noam Fletcher So It turns out you're a stranger again Oh Now I don't understand then And you can depend on All of the people that know who you are They don't know us anymore So It turns out you're a stranger Another I'm a Knot That Must Be Tied Noam Fletcher I'm talkin' 'bout (Mm) Dirty alleyways and chestnuts roasting Breezes whistlin' with the traffic coatin' '70s lights on every corner The pyramid strip in a place of honor With that social club of 4-7-0 Magic Donuts Noam Fletcher Modern life and magic donuts City lights that burn like smoke Have known it all so familiar Oh Wanna paint that picture one more time Ah I've seen the city at dawn Listened to the tearful song Applaud Preservation In The City Noam Fletcher Preservation in the city I don't need to go to work 'cause I can take all the bullets Yeah preservatives protect me Last night they lined me up Against the wall and shot me up But I was still waking up The Fletcher Memorial Home Pink Floyd Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere And build them a home, a little place of their own. The Fletcher Memorial Home for Incurable Tyrants and Kings. City of Electric Dreams Noam Fletcher Let the neon lights fill my view Reflections out in the windows While the image shines in my mind You walk in with flames in your eyes City of shadows surrounded by smoke Still and silent waiting for the Afternoon Recess Noam Fletcher Morning smog creepin' along The rooftops of the city in flames Tiling up houses Glazing our eyes A sunburnt star upon a dry demise A cool breeze 'neath the canopy Blowin' open the leaves And now we see I'll Never Understand Noam Fletcher The way you comb your hair when you're on your way out The holes in your trousers from running around The trophies you've taken of things that you've found The icicle flowers that leak from the clouds I'll Give It to You Noam Fletcher You tried to reach for my hand Thinking about what I once said About reinventing the wheel Instead of being content I said it in confidence And you really liked what I said I could steal that idea from My Sweet City Noam Fletcher My sweet city My sweet city I'm not afraid of heights anymore Life was sittin' sad beside me And you cured our depression My sweet city My sweet city Hold me like it's nineteen seventy-four The world outside Walk Away Noam Fletcher Cigarette ash trays And beer bottles on the floor Cheap cologne musk And an old frame o' the dancefloor It stays where we are babe I know Cause I've been here before There's tequila on the side And no The Fletcher Memorial Home (Remastered) Pink Floyd take all your overgrown infants away somewhere and build them a home a little place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on Lodi Dodi (Feat. Nancy Fletcher) Snoop Dogg mic N\' when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic (right) For all my Dogs keepin\' y\'all in health Just to see you smile N\' enjoy yourself Cuz it\'s cool when ya cause a cozy conditionin\' Which