Icicle Works - Two two three
Tekst :
Baby I can t win your favoursI can t gat you high
But I would love to taste your honey
Lick it let me try
Wanna suck you up inside
And lubricate your wheels
Jump on while my engine s running
See how good it feels
(Chorus)
Making love, always making love
Making love, always making love
Making love, making sweet love
Making love, always making love
I don t want you to love me
I don t want you to care
I don t want you to seek my heart
Just let me touch you there
Standing there all soft and sultry
Hands upon your hips
Let me come inside you baby
You ve got so many lips
Repeat chorus
Repeat chorus
Icicle Works - Motorcycle rider
Tekst :
I ve seen the moonlit lake,The brown leaves blown across the way,
I ve seen the icy black November,
I ve seen the meadow & the stoplight up in front of me,
I ve seen some things I can t remember...
I m a motorcycle rider thats what I am,
I m a motorcycle rider
I ve seen the beauty of the open plain, the wide terrain,
I ve seen some pretty girls thru visors
I ve seen my way across six thousand miles of toll-free road,
N every journey put me wiser...
All along the valley wall,
The white lines and the freeway,
There my lover calls to me above the engine roar...
Icicle Works - Evangeline
Tekst :
It was sometime after midnightI was looking for a friend
My headlights lit her body by some pine trees on a bend
I slowed down right beside her
I turned the music down
She looked around then climbed inside
She didn t make a sound
Evangeline!
Well, soon we started talking
I asked her for her name
She said it s not important but I ll tell you anyway
My Mother loved the bayou
My Daddy worked the land
They named me after what they loved
So the world would understand
Evangeline!
We stopped just past the crossroads
She thanked me once again
I didn t wanna leave her but I drove on just the same
I thought about her story
Words whispered from her mouth
Her bauty and her innocence a credit to the South
Evangeline!
I could not believe, she was gone when I returned
The forest s evening choruse was the only sound I heard
Now if you ever see her,
Be sure to say hello
Her levelled thumb may stop you if you re Westbound and alone
Evangeline!
Inne utwory
- Two two three
- Motorcycle rider
- Evangeline
- Travelling chest
- Reaping the rich harvest
- All the daughters
- In the cauldron of love
- Hope springs eternal
- Out of season
- Up here in the north of England
- Walking with a mountain
- Everybody loves to play the fool
- As the dragonfly flies
- Permanent damage
- Chop the tree
- When you were mine
- Birds fly
Losowe utwory
Freetime
I need the free time,
I need to get away...
I need the free time,
To get away from you.
I need some me time,
I need the me time,
I need to run away, run away,
Run away, run away tonight...
Yeah...
Ohh, Ohhhh,
Ohh, Ohhhh...
I need the free time,
I need to get away,
I jump in my car,
And ride...
I need to get away...
I need the free time,
To get away from you.
I need some me time,
I need the me time,
I need to run away, run away,
Run away, run away tonight...
Yeah...
Ohh, Ohhhh,
Ohh, Ohhhh...
I need the free time,
I need to get away,
I jump in my car,
And ride...
Of masques and martyrs
Fate Outside these doors
Of masques and martyrs ad the loveless
The sin was beautiful
Blank empire closed,the eyes of heaven shine a
smoke screen, a voice
the sound was kissed and sold
Best regards to the fashion corpse of grey
It thins the shallow blood in me
Only the lonely will know
How it feels to decay, it...
Of masques and martyrs ad the loveless
The sin was beautiful
Blank empire closed,the eyes of heaven shine a
smoke screen, a voice
the sound was kissed and sold
Best regards to the fashion corpse of grey
It thins the shallow blood in me
Only the lonely will know
How it feels to decay, it...
In my time of dying
Well, in my time of dyin
Don t want nobody to mourn.
All I want for you to do is
Take my body home,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy,
Well, well well,
Well, well, well,
So I can...
Don t want nobody to mourn.
All I want for you to do is
Take my body home,
Well, well, well,
So I can die easy,
Well, well well,
Well, well, well,
So I can...
The Swiss army romance
Sleep with all the lights on.
You re not so happy.
You re not secure.
You re dying to look cute in your blue jeans,
but you re plastic just like everyone.
You re just like everyone.
And that face you paint is pressed...
You re not so happy.
You re not secure.
You re dying to look cute in your blue jeans,
but you re plastic just like everyone.
You re just like everyone.
And that face you paint is pressed...
You freak me out
You hate the way I m always watching videos
11:30 and you just can t sleep
You think whatever I ve got playing on my stereo
Is so pathetic that it makes you weep
And the beat goes on when I get back home
And I run straight past...
11:30 and you just can t sleep
You think whatever I ve got playing on my stereo
Is so pathetic that it makes you weep
And the beat goes on when I get back home
And I run straight past...