by Fall of Efrafa on album Owsla

The warren is empty tonight, blood spills on toiled ground fur will hang in ragged clumps Upon the hedgerows Peace is lost to us now, a fettered ideal x 2 They are the warmongers And they will make

by Horslips on album Miscellaneous

The Brown Bull of Cooley, the semi-mythical beast of the Tain certainly wasn't the gentle Charolais, but the tongue-in-cheek lyrics are in keeping with the Tain's eccentric narrative style. We've u

by Vulfpeck on album The Beautiful Game

[Intro: Theo Katzman] Oh ba ba yeah Oh ba ba yeah Oh ba ba yeah (Ad lib) oh yeah yeah [Verse 1: Theo Katzman] This is a true love story song A triumph, and a Glory song With only one small c

by Athletic Mic League on album The Thrill Is Gone

Aiyo, we the cats to hold cipher sessions in a power plant Strike emcees down with the force of ten thousand amps So anyone in striking range get they brains toasted This ain't rhyming this is lyrictr

by e-dubble on album Freestyle Friday

real life in every sentence, lyrics so pensive I wanna weave a narrative instead I'll just pen this tryna figure out exactly how to find a balance is a challenge so I'm clinging to this makeshit balas

by Johnny Sea on album Miscellaneous

Johnny Sea Miscellaneous Day For Decision Day for Decision Johnny Sea [Warner Bros. 5820] (Allen N. Peltier) [Moss Rose Pub. BMI] Narrative: The other day I heard someone say, "You know, America is i

by K.L.Saigal on album Ghazals of K.L.Saigal - Vol-5

Song- Ishq khud maa'il-e-hijaab hai aaj (Saigal NFS) (1940) Singer-K L Saigal, Lyrics-Seemaab Akbarabadi haaa haaa heyyyy ishq khud maa'il-e-hijaab hai aaj ishq khud maa'il-e-hijaab hai aaj ishq khud

by Iron Maiden on album Wasted Years / Stranger in a Strange Land

Oooooh, allow me toduce myself! My name is... well you know who that is, don't you, boys and girls! Yes! If you are listening now, which you should be, or you have just done... Wasted Years, ooooh an

by The Killers on album Hot Fuss

The Killers Hot Fuss Mr. Brightside

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Are you in danger, you swore by a ship wreck And now you are stranded sinking like a ghost So sit by your door, and wait for me to storm in But I swear, I swear I'm never coming home And the win

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

This is a decision that I've know for a while made, I remind my self as I'm walking up to your gate. Through the wire and diamonds I can see your shape, Your fumbling around with your keys. You sa

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Say when and I'll come, Hang my coat at your door. You can touch me all you want, With one eye on the clock. I hold you here in my mind, Where I am coming undone With fleeting emotions a lands

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

We probably shouldn't talk, cuz talking leads to thinking and eyes wide open blank in the dark. We probably shouldn't think, cuz thinking leads to questioning and circles you right back to the

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Green eyes staring as the room spins baby from behind your desk Until you know you look so good with your pale skin in your bright blue dress Well I talked and I learned and my tongue couldn't turn

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Don't be alarmed at that the things that I've said, they're only the truth love. I know that your anxious to lay this to bed, Your always the scared one. The air has been rushing hard up against t

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

So tell me, if you're ready Then why are your palms sweaty? Grab tight, your knuckles white Wind up and swing with all your might All that will be hanging, by days spent in the dark. Have you h

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Trains on train tracks are made to come back From every place that they've ever been Seven-thirty sunday of the week I knew she'd leave me but not like this You know you're the reason that I fel

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Just wait your turn, we all wait in line. And I pray that this will improve with time. Now I'm begging, please pick up the phone. It's hard to keep your cool when you're alone. These rotten ye

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

These girls are cut out from magazines, Wearing pride on fashionable sleeves. Corner boys with swerving glances, Settle into landmark trances. Those poor bastards never stand a chance. And I kn

by The Narrative on album The Narrative

Turncoat parents and the children that never arrived. Pawnshop rings and the road swallowed up by the sky. And though the static on the radio was signaling that this was the end, They still sang on