David Wilcox Lyrics
David Wilcox Lyrics
"In This Terrerrium Lyrics"
If I Were You Lyrics
Written by: James Day / Amy Powers / Jim Gately If I were you If he were mine I would give him my whole world Until the end of time If I were you If I were his
from Unreleased
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In this terrarium lives a librarian
Spending her money at the grocery store
And there at the grocery store, out from the register
Comes a quarter that she's seen before
When she was young she carved a smile
On President Washington's jawbone
And that same quarter last touched her hand
When it bought he
All those years just disappear
As she remembers watching
The man at the counter who took her quarter
And saw George Washington smiling
Back in her mind after all this time
Back in her hand is the memory
Back in her life is the childhood smile
Back from a lifelong journey
She carries the groceries with just one hand
One hand holds her child
Walking along by the ice cream store
That's boarded up with plywood
Back in her mind after all this time
Back in her hand is the memory
Back in her life is the childhood smile
Back from a lifelong journey
Safely locked in a jewelry box
The smile on the quarter is fading
Dead as a worthless drop of lead
Only alive in trading
So what can she do with a
And what do you do with a treasure
Same as you do with the love you get
Give it away with pleasure
In this terrarium lives a librarian
Sending her quarter on a trip once more
Into the register goes the quarter
That shows George Washington smiling
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© David Wilcox, all rights reserved
Written by: James Day / Amy Powers / Jim Gately If I were you If he were mine I would give him my whole world Until the end of time If I were you If I were his
from Unreleased
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In this terrarium lives a librarian
Spending her money at the grocery store
And there at the grocery store, out from the register
Comes a quarter that she's seen before
When she was young she carved a smile
On President Washington's jawbone
And that same quarter last touched her hand
When it bought he
Deadbeat Moms Lyrics
[Violent J] Bitch back up cause your dimmin’ my shine You got nine kids, only two of them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch start giving back, fuck hittinâ€
r an ice cream cone[Violent J] Bitch back up cause your dimmin’ my shine You got nine kids, only two of them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch start giving back, fuck hittinâ€
All those years just disappear
As she remembers watching
The man at the counter who took her quarter
And saw George Washington smiling
Back in her mind after all this time
Back in her hand is the memory
Back in her life is the childhood smile
Back from a lifelong journey
She carries the groceries with just one hand
One hand holds her child
Do You Remember Rock N' Roll Radio Lyrics
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! [Verse: Paul] D
hoodRock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go! [Verse: Paul] D
Walking along by the ice cream store
That's boarded up with plywood
Back in her mind after all this time
Back in her hand is the memory
Back in her life is the childhood smile
Back from a lifelong journey
Safely locked in a jewelry box
The smile on the quarter is fading
Dead as a worthless drop of lead
Only alive in trading
So what can she do with a
Tools Of Separation Lyrics
Where once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This quality of innocence Once tarnished, is forever lost It's lost... It's lost... Never to return It
childhood smileWhere once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This quality of innocence Once tarnished, is forever lost It's lost... It's lost... Never to return It
And what do you do with a treasure
Same as you do with the love you get
Give it away with pleasure
In this terrarium lives a librarian
Sending her quarter on a trip once more
Into the register goes the quarter
That shows George Washington smiling
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© David Wilcox, all rights reserved