Livingston: Wake The Town And Tell The People Les Baxter, Les Baxter And His Orchestra

Wake the town and tell the people Sing it to the moon above Wake the town and tell the people Tell them that we're so in love Tell them that we're so in love Let's begin the celebration Let's declare a

Wake The Town And Tell The People Les Baxter

Wake the town and tell the people Sing it to the moon above Wake the town and tell the people Tell them that we're so in love Let's begin the celebration Let's declare a holiday Send the wedding invitation

The Poor People Of Paris (Jean's Song) (Remastered 2000) Les Baxter

I was high and mighty How I laughed at love And the stars above Then you came like a gentle flame And helped me to find my way I was high and mighty And I told my heart Where to stop and start Now I find

Santa Claus' Party Les Baxter

to Santa Clause's party, you may be sure both rich and poor are welcome at santa's door. You don't need a ticket to Santa Clause's party, alot of toys for girls and boys and plenty of fun in store.

The Poor People Of Paris Les Baxter And His Orchestra

Just got back from Paris, France All they do is sing and dance All they've got there is romance What a tragedy Every boulevard has lovers Every lover's in a trance The poor people of Paris I feel sorry

Eulogy Jam Baxter

severed tongue in a giant jar A barfly with a vile scar orders his seventh round The clandestine kids on the corner were selling brown And I was sporting organs that morphed into gormless orphans I taught

Vines Jam Baxter

whale out of your face You can take a hard left at the burning gorilla Swing a right at the ice cold mountain of waste That, sly snake and his feline bredrins Slipped the whole galaxy between my intestines

Leash Jam Baxter

Forty four flies swarm around his head as if attached by leashes, rendering him with an easily accessible face, and them with an inescapable landing bay This is clearly a mutually destructive situation

Bienvenue ?Paris Bill Baxter & Tippa Irie

Bienvenue à Paris, les filles sont si jolies Welcome to the city we're glad to know you're here Bienvenue à Paris la fête n'est pas finie Welcome to the city it's nice to see you

Wings Cost Extra Jam Baxter

decadent splendour A mere blemish in a scene seldom relished Dogs howl and withering addicts hang at the chemist I shrugged of the lingering grip of the psychedelics And grabbed one his the neck To examine

Filet Mignon (Feat. Dirty Dike) Jam Baxter

a filet mignon I swear down I can't tell these days I can't tell man Sipping bark to my CP keeping it gutter And the man them that felt my pain my pain my pain Yeah yeah my pain migraines are more The

Clockwork Jam Baxter

time and space Burn your brushes brother, lick the pallet clean Scrub the eyes to wipe away the splash of green See I'll play the singular kid at your exhibition Pissing blood on every canvas till they

Husk Jam Baxter

You ain't the same at all Melt down face the wall The young child chewin his leg with them pendulous eyeballs make you call like Whats the price on a eighth your star prize awaits Let it prize your face

Snooze Button, Gruesome Features Jam Baxter

He slept through it bled fluids Sank in it and swam to sea Dreaming of his killer sticking stings in his hands and feet Sharpening the tangled teeth twist them round his jaw liner Skewered every organ

Brains Jam Baxter

a detonator Man this shit’s second nature My colossal monster fed a rich mix of tar truth and bottled vodka Off to clock the shrunken brains that punctuate the squalor yonder Shotters on the underpasses

Tin Of Worms (Feat. Chester P) Jam Baxter

Coors Light and terror Hatch daily die nightly Slipping life signs he grip on a divine psyche Stored in a poor peasant War in his war essence Speed's nought to now in point four seconds Your precious world

Incoming Jam Baxter

the fat trickle through the streets Options for failure Blame your old man Or pick a partner and paint yourselves pink and hold hands Like twin fasses Dragging floral print baggage Comparing dead bugs

Embrasse-moi idiot Bill Baxter

moitié fou Elle, fidèle, bien trop belle, et tout et tout J'offrirai ma tirelire à celui qui pourra me dire Le secret pour la retenir {au Refrain} Si vous voulez notre avis Les

Caravan Jam Baxter

this severed head I'm cradling I left after dark, sped past the guards handed em a shovel yellin' X marks the path One too many nights at a chess masters yard Where a jeweler and a thief split the rent

28 Staples Jam Baxter

wound full of tough titanium Snapped arm swinging in the Mediterranean, steps to developing the flesh of an alien The perils of a rock star spread with his brains ripped out When the flames lick round

The Sun Baxter Dury

Johnny Doesn't like the sun Johnny Doesn't like the sun Sits at home playing with his can Johnny Doesn't like the sun Johnny Doesn't like the sun Sits at home playing with his can No one told us

Leash (Cont.) Jam Baxter

and sometimes their tiny ashen legs swell into giant golden thumbs so that they may squash even themselves Got 'em in the end, ain't got the guts try swallowing a friends One of them skanked every shotter

Trophies Baxter Dury

you boy just go back to bed watch that tv sandwich sleep we will always forgive you tempting to do nothing with you at all underneath your eyes i will trophies of your life you must wake up just breathe

Better (Live) Tom Baxter

s not the same, And the only way to say it ? Is say it ? It?s better. I can?t concede, This way I feel, For all the time we spent, together, Forever ? Just gets better . See what I?

Everything(Feat. Jareth) Jam Baxter

and the mustard gas leaking internally Hacksaw, scalpel, suction Watch a pulsating lump of muscle malfunction And chew through the chest hitch hiking out of London Numb thumbs on spaghetti junction Ready

Fantastic Man Jam Baxter

some rainmaker steez Stained glass jacket with the platinum hood Got the giraffe skin pockets full of acid and kush Look sublime, barbed wire scarf velvet bally Clean set of knives tapped to my teeth

Leon (feat. JGrrey) Baxter Dury

I’ve tried so hard to run, we don’t belong here I’ll find you anywhere in broken glass Why am I condemned because I’m the son of a musician Because I don’t wash or you think I’m too posh, I'm yo heavy

Horsey Don't Snore Lullaby Baxter

Horsey, horsey don't you stop Just let your feet go clippety clop, Your tail goes swish And the wheels go round, Giddy up, we're homeward bound.

Better Tom Baxter

Our love has changed, 우리의 사랑은 변했어 It’s not the same, 예전과 같지않지 And the only way to say it - 내가 말할 수 있는 건 Is say it - It’s better.

Cocaine Man Baxter Dury

cup of coffee, went down nice tonight Made me feel a bit moodkey Then I sit up straight and proud, I knew I was a man Thought mama: "he done me proud" Here comes the cocaine man Here comes a man We wear

Claire Baxter Dury

Don't waste your life Claire Don't waste your life Claire Don't waste the things that you might do And I love you So Don't waste your bus fare Don't waste your bus fare Don't waste the places you

Leak At The Disco Baxter Dury

taking chances I was prepared to dance angles she said nothing at all this was orchestrated And I was commonly aloud my That's when my heart stopped Love was all but broken you But Katie you've

Afternoon Baxter Dury

She slept with him that's what they say And I borrowed my love from those days Broken all those hearts, same way. Do remember when, you just let school?

Tonight Is Right For Love South Park

my soul I'm not talkin' about Meredith Baxter-Birney today, no I'm talkin' about Meredith Baxter-Birney that was on Family Ties ten years ago After the love comes the darkness of hell A demon inside

Trellic Baxter Dury

scraped out well Missed the whilepile Both are outside shops She says nothing to us All I know is we're together now together now All I know is we're together now together now and it's cancel part

Isabel Baxter Dury

she's early for no reason and she's dancing at angles yet another slim man's taking chances with another girl she could be in her marigolds dancing on her patio she's leaving it up in another dreary disco

Blackstreet (On The Radio) (Album Version) Blackstreet, Morris Baxter

eargasms with my mellow accent Still moving this flavour With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy The original rump shakers (Verse 1) Shorty in down, good Lord Baby got em up open all over town Strictly

North: Unchained Melody Les Baxter, His Orchestra And Chorus

Unchain me, unchain me Unchain me, unchain me Unchain me Unchain me, unchain me Unchain me, unchain me Oh, my love, my darling I've hungered for your touch A long, lonely time Time goes by so slowly And

Gravedigger Livingston

Enemies right left side of me In my dreams Wake me up dreams, wake me up Try to breathe six feet underneath You can't see what I've become See what I've become More than just a boy Trying to stay alive

Dr Livingston Crowded House

Livingston land with a thunk Down where the sad willows gather Young women weep for their dying babies I am a white man in Africa If I were to stay here There'd be no one to save me I hear the drums I

The Ballad of Jody Baxter Andrew Peterson

Do you remember, Jody Baxter When the whippoorwill sings How you stole across the pasture To the little hidden spring?

Introduction Livingston

Livingston, come on, the birds are singing Wake up Now we're here, look at you all grown up You waited your whole life to be free of your youth But now you want it back Well, too bad Your future awaits

Les Fleur 4hero

Carina Andersson) Will somebody wear me to the fair? Will a lady pin me in her hair? Will a child find me by a stream?

April In Portugal Vic Damone

April in Portugal Les Baxter 젨 (Words by Jimmy Kennedy; Music by Raul Ferrao) (Refrain) I found my April dream in Portugal with you When we discovered romance, like we never knew.

Mirage (Feat. Tasha Baxter) Kill The Noise, Feed Me

Pyrrhic victoryShallow graveEmpty vesselEgo slaveYou're stuck in a wasteland chasing a mirageThis is not your sanctuaryEmpty adoration fills your cupAs you beg on bended kneesSo fixated on your dre...

Acadienne Stephen Stills

wrong See'est plus quand possible Tu les sais Acadienne I'm a driver alone in my Cadillac In a white chair rug you'll be thinking back He'll be running wild as a child tonight And the snakes and 'gators

Les Darcy The Rumjacks

A man quizzes his local priest with a view to securing his eternal soul Tell me Father whats the craic Is Jesus really coming back And if he does d'ye think he'll live here in the 'burbs Cos id like to

Brainstorm Livingston

and the birds would fly I used to believe there was more to life when I looked at you I told you Don't you forget, I'm just a young boy Clouds rolling in, I'm losing my joy This is the end, thunder and

LES Childish Gambino

"[Chorus] Baby, you're the baddest Baby, you're the baddest girl and uh Nobody else matters Nobody else matters girl and uh We're kissing in the bathroom We're kissing in the bathroom girl and uh

Frontline Terror (Feat. Ramson Badbonez, Jam Baxter) Fliptrix

nice thrills Losing my emotions that i thought i was designed to feel Knowing deep inside That its something only time will heal Like turning people into road kill behind the wheel Close your eyes see