#AmericanWriters
Depends on if the judge is fair, Depends how high the heels you wea… Depends on if they count the hair, Depends if they allow the chair.
Well, my daddy left home when I w… and he didn’t leave much to Ma and… just this old guitar and a bottle… Now I don’t blame him because he… but the meanest thing that he ever…
There´s a shadow on the sun I se… Kiss it away, Kiss it away And there´s hurt down deep inside… Kiss it away, Kiss it away All the hard times we been through
I’m the Dragon of Grindly Grun, I breathe fire as hot as the sun. When a knight comes to fight I just toast him on sight, Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun.
No one’s hangin’ stockin’s up, No one’s bakin’ pie, No one’s lookin’ up to see A new star in the sky. No one’s talkin’ brotherhood,
The hard coal’s called bituminous, Or is that anthracite? Stalactites grow down from caves, Or do I mean stalagmites? Those fluffy clounds are nimbus -
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles
I have fought against the poodle w… I have faced the fearsome kitten,… And somehow I’ve evaded the enorm… Of the frighteningly ferocious Sh… My triumph o’er the rabbit is now…
(Chorus) Pour me another tequila, Sheila. Take off that red satin dress. 'Cause I crossed the border, And I beat the dealer for all of…
Barbara’s eyes are blue as azure, But she is in love with Freddy. Karen’s sweet, but Harry has her. Gentle Jane is going steady. Carol hates me. So does May.
In a pad with no heat, up on Sull… The last of the hipsters lay dyin’… Wearin’ his shades, so like no one… Like whether or not he was cryin’. All the junkies and loners
In the Grandville greyhound stati… Sittin’ on my suitcase goin’ quiet… All about you and then no feelin’… Uh every man in Grandville says h… Burn your ears if you could hear t…
Oh a little bitty termite you know… Well he walked right in sat right… You know he chewed out the walls a… But he kept gettin’ thinner and he… He said it’s plastic yeah he said…
Agatha Fry, she made a pie And Christopher John helped bake… Christopher John, he mowed the la… And Agatha Fry helped rake it Now, Zachary Zugg took out the ru…
I said, 'I’ll take the T-bone ste… A soft voice mooed, ‘Oh wow.’ And I looked up and realized The waitress was a cow. I cried, 'Mistake—forget the the…