Real Mckenzies Lyrics
Real Mckenzies Lyrics
"Cross The Ocean Lyrics"
Masturbation In The Mortuary Lyrics
Mortuary of the crippled bodies Is the place for making love To lie next to you The cold box of the excitement Eternalize a pleasure and lust Touch of the naked bodies<
Mortuary of the crippled bodies Is the place for making love To lie next to you The cold box of the excitement Eternalize a pleasure and lust Touch of the naked bodies<
off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning
i've got a press gang looking after me.
i'll awaken sometime on the morrow.
by then we'll be a league away te sea.
full sails, bouncing on the briney
asway about they spreay&windy all the day
tellin' by the swells an adventure's in the making
that's if i don't die upon the way
BORN TO DIE Lyrics
Just a baby on a doorstep it's how they found me cold and hungry raised on hatred fed by strangers as a young girl I often wondered Am I born to die
i'm the boy they pressed aboard & took me out to sea
the captain is a tyrant & he tells what to do
but the firstmate is a cutthroat, with a muntineering ?
he plans to take the captain & feed him to the sharks
i'll never forget the trungeons & the harbour in the morning
and what the navy did to me & pressed me on the seaWhere Have All The Flowers Gone Lyrics
WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE WITH DOLLY PARTON AND NORAH JONES WRITER PETE SEEGER Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone?
still alive & i survived so many years later Just a baby on a doorstep it's how they found me cold and hungry raised on hatred fed by strangers as a young girl I often wondered Am I born to die
i'm the boy they pressed aboard & took me out to sea
the captain is a tyrant & he tells what to do
but the firstmate is a cutthroat, with a muntineering ?
he plans to take the captain & feed him to the sharks
i'll never forget the trungeons & the harbour in the morning
and what the navy did to me & pressed me on the sea
WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE WITH DOLLY PARTON AND NORAH JONES WRITER PETE SEEGER Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone?
as big a buccaneer as i could claim to be
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full sails bounding on the briney
jolly rodgers flappin' score o' loaded '84's
many pretty treasures, lots of booty to be taken
the cannon and the cutlass on a rebel man o war.
i was the boy they trungeoned & they pressed me
Crawl Lyrics
Down beneath my underlying thoughts There lurks a silent scream How can I breath when the weight Of words crash down on me? And I feel stranded I can't take it
out to sea Down beneath my underlying thoughts There lurks a silent scream How can I breath when the weight Of words crash down on me? And I feel stranded I can't take it
but now i am the captain & i tell ye what te do
my firstmate is a cutthroat, a tarjack run askew
he has the skill to skin the king
and feed him to the crew
we are sailing from our homeland
cross the ocean, on the sea
for whatever reason be
we question all authority
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