J Church Reaching for Thoreau 가사검색 :: 가사집

Reaching for Thoreau `J Church`

When I think about my useless limbs, I see a sad defeated army, A million cells, some MIA, Are we waiting for our Midway?

Michael J `FFANY`

가까워진 숨결이 And I got you Show me your bitter sweet face Let me hold you And show you my world Now I got you baby 너를 만나기 전엔 사랑을 몰랐었지 You’re the one and only 거짓말들은 내려놔 너를 보면 It’s suffocating Reaching

A Simple Gesture `J Church`

No domination, Just exploitation, You don't need total control, When you use us all I'm waking up in the noontime sun, The late night show is not for everyone A simple gesture molds the future, No creation

I Reach For Her Hand `J Church`

But I'm out of words; I am empty, I reach for her hand but it's no good, This is awful.

Leni Riefenstahl's Tinder Box `J Church`

There is no time to sympathize, With Leni Riefenstahl, Art is not created in a void, Any act of outrage, Cannot see through the tears, Wept for the fallen Führer Take to the green hills of Africa, We all

Anybody `J Church`

She says she wants to have a good time, I'm somehow skeptical, Her leopard print winter coat, Is buttoned up for war She talks like Julie Christie, Implied sex and foreign intrigue, It's the accent that

Where The Trains Go `J Church`

Maybe I'm just looking for a non-existent feeling I can't stand the quiet night, The sweetly humming electrical wires, Static electricity, static lullabies, The radio whispers my desire, A poignant, washed-out

The Track `J Church`

Tonight the darkness of the 'loin, You'll need more than a bunch of coins, She's there for you but not to stay, You're invisible anyway I can't hear a thing you say, (There's a place where we can go) I

You're On Your Own `J Church`

your vein, Blood is in my sink again, Well I don't wanna know what you had to do, To score the skag that's killing you You're dead to me, You're just a ghost, I'm haunted by the empty host, I'm waiting for

Diet Coke `J Church`

With perfect prose and a broken nose, He beats the early morning streets, He's not a king or anything and he's felt like this for weeks, The rain has come again and it doesn't mean a thing, Everyone's

Never Happy `J Church`

For some reason I apologize She sticks out her thumb like she's going somewhere, One eye watching what I'm gonna do, I try real hard to act as if I really don't care, But she knows me better than I want

Christmas Lights `J Church`

pills once meaning pleasure, Are now part of the regimen, I am lost in thought, There's no need to hang around Even in a far-off desert, I can wait a thousand years, and if I don't know what I'm waiting for

Secrets `J Church`

to me, I found an ancient lyric sheet, It felt like reading my diary from 1983 It's okay with me, You can keep your secrets with me, So when you wanna publish your memoirs, You'll have to come looking for

She's So Mean `J Church`

make her words seem more sincere The TV's on, So I won't get to sleep tonight, Her come on, It's not enough to feel alright, If I were 21, She would only be 13, It's no fun, Or at least it isn't fun for

Undisputed King of Nothing `J Church`

Nothing from nothing is nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing from nothing is nothing Late for lunch, late for dinner, I've always been a late beginner, I can't turn off the MTV, Now I know it's

The Devil And I `J Church`

I will get you back if it's the last thing that I do, I'm taking classes every night for my revenge on you, I may get a gun.

Santa Cruz `J Church`

I know that it's not cool to cruise the boardwalk in Santa Cruz, But we had nothing better to do on a boring afternoon, No level of sophistication could prepare me for the situation, Now I know you don't

Crop Circles `J Church`

Good enough to justify me and you, I've read the Guardian, read the Weekly, Looking for stupid clues, I guess I may not be good enough, But I'm not looking for the truth I know that it's out of my hands

She Says `J Church`

He's lying in the clover, And there's nothing left for him in this world Do you ever dream? Do you ever believe?

No Jazz `J Church`

Your formal musical education has become your Frankenstein, Devices second-guess the impulse intuition, Dazed and lost needlessly; it kills the secret mission Disguised as some efficiency, they fought for

Your Mother `J Church`

Your mother wants to know, If you're coming home, For the three-day weekend, She says "No big deal", But is that how it feels?

Smell It Rot `J Church`

, hot, hot summer day It's all right, it's all right, It's all right, It's all right, it's all right, It's all right Rock and roll means nothing to me, It's just some other kid's poetry, Keep the art for

J Church Sucks `J Church`

Everything was going seemingly as planned, Until we ran out of money in Amsterdam, 22 gigs in 44 days, Everyone laughed at our naiveté Well I'm never doing that again, oh no, Got no money and fewer fr...

The Doctor `J Church`

If you ever wonder just how to shake your blues just follow this prescription and get the cure for what is ailing you. Yeah yeah yeah.

New York Times Book Review `J Church`

Grady's Bar is no saloon, Drinking on a Monday afternoon, The air has its unique pungent smell, Unique to the Seneca Hotel, I close my windows every night, But nothing can keep out the light, It nags ...

Sunshine `J Church`

Sunshine, Boring sunshine, Tripping amphetamine, Sick inspiration, Sunshine, Who needs sunshine? Leaves me paralyzed, Sweet perspiration And I don't want you around, I'm a nightmare when I'm down, And...

Quickstep `J Church`

Pond Scum Plum is as cool as they come, And he's swinging from the chandeliers, He doesn't even care about his girlfriend's affair, As long as he can spend the night drinking by the pier, He laughs an...

Imaginary Friends `J Church`

She can talk in codes I only partly understand, She learned them trying to communicate with imaginary friends, She used to call them angels but now they're not anything, Now she feels alone and wishes...

Sadie Mae Glutz `J Church`

Sadie Mae Glutz was just a fan, When she got the big call to the masterplan, On a still hot August night, She dipped her hand in the blood and began to write Superstar sings super clear, North America...

Jane, Vanessa And I `J Church`

Jane, Vanessa And I, I, being Jean Seaberg, Isolated in time, Living intellectual crime, Everybody's got a job to do, From "Barbarella" to "Paint Your Wagon", Stupid films from stupid minds, Isolated ...