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Fools
02:29
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Fools
i am beat
strolling down the sidewalk with my feet
i’m gonna turn the sour into sweet
looking for the sunshine that i need
i am blue
i am many things, picture a stew
all i really need is me and you
along with supplies and unlimited food
Fools, all of them
oh yeah
Fools, off with their heads
oh yeah
i am cool
and maybe that aint what the judge will rule
he must have gone to stupid idiot school
while i drank my beers and played my pool
I am done
i gahter up my things and then i run
i’m being chased by fools under the sun
Picking off their targets, one by one
Fools, all of them
oh yeah
Fools, off with their heads
oh yeah
i am beat
strolling down the sidewalk with my feet
looking for the sunshine that i need
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2. |
Letters On The Wall
03:08
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Letters On The Wall
She’s in the first verse of this song
When I wrote that her heart would always belong in this world
In this world
I’d do anything that I could
Even break my own heart, though I always knew that I would
That I would
She writes the letters on the wall to me
She makes it feel like it’s nothing at all to me
I don’t wanna kiss our world goodbye
But I’m thinking of running away
Start a new life that’s almost the same as this one
As this one
I’d do anything that I can
Shovel the earth from the ground if it makes me a man
Me a man
She writes the letters on the wall to me
She makes it feel like it’s nothing at all to me
I don’t wanna kiss our world goodbye
She’s in the last verse of this song
When I wrote that her heart would never be wrong and i’m right
And i’m right
I’d do anything just for her
Even kill my own heart to see that she’s safe, as it were
As it were
She writes the letters on the wall to me
She makes it feel like it’s nothing at all to me
I don’t wanna kiss our world goodbye
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Vacant Heart
02:45
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Vacant Heart
When i was younger i dreamed of an angel in silk, chiffon and pearls
Except for the silk, chiffon and pearls you’re my angel girl
Now that i’m older I can see the mistakes that i’ve made
But they led me to you and for that i’d do it all again
I know that you’re looking for Mr. Right
I’m right handed, so does that count?
You told me that money can buy your love
But did you put a ceiling on the amount?
I’ve been through the desert, i’ve felt the ravages of rain
I’ve suffered so many heartaches I no longer feel the pain
A nod will mean yes and a shake will mean no
I hope i don’t mix up the signals, i’m nervous does it show?
I know that you’re looking for Mr. Right
I’m right handed, so does that count?
You told me that money can buy your love
But did you put a ceiling on the amount?
When i was younger i dreamed of an angel in silk, chiffon and pearls
Except for the silk, chiffon and pearls you’re my angel girl
A nod will mean yes and a shake will mean no
I hope i don’t mix up the signals, i’m nervous does it show?
I know that you’re looking for Mr. Right
I’m right handed, so does that count?
You told me that money can buy your love
But did you put a ceiling on the amount?
I’m inpatient girl, and i need to know
Is it me that gets the lot
Cause if the answer isn’t negotiable
There’ll be a sale on this vacant heart
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Lock Me Out Then Let Me In
Wrap me up in your warm heart
Till the morning after
Put the apple back in the cart
Tempt me not with your laughter
Cut me up with razor blades as dull as soap as sweet as sin
Lock me out in the cold, cold rain
Lock me out then let me in
Tie me up with strings and things
Tear me down with your anger
Suck me dry then show your fangs
Leave me on a hanger
Cut me up with razor blades as dull as soap as sweet as sin
Lock me out in the cold, cold rain
Lock me out then let me in
To the left of the cemetery
Across from the church on 3rd and Cherry
I see a parking space waiting all alone
I’m gonna call it my own
Call it my own
I’m gonna call it my own
Toss me into the lion’s pit
Devour me with their hunger
Spit me back then do it again
Lock me in the dungeon
Cut me up with razor blades as dull as soap as sweet as sin
Lock me out in the cold, cold rain
Lock me out then let me in
To the left of the cemetery
Across from the church on 3rd and Cherry
I see a parking space waiting all alone
I’m gonna call it my own
Call it my own
I’m gonna call it my own
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Mike Schnee Long Beach, California
I write and record songs under the moniker Wormstew and Chissum Worthington. I've got a ton of songs and I'm putting them in packs of 4, in no particular order. Some songs date from the late 90's. Some are pretty fresh. I've mixed them all up.There will also be new stuff, obviously. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do! ... more
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