Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone?

I woke up thirsty on an island in the sea I woke up hungry with hungry cougars surrounding me I hit the soft spot on the soft spot on my head it made me tired so I sung from my bed I'm ready to die X4 a sword, a switchblade, any way you cut it I'm no

Patient: for so long i trailed you now here i am, but i can't stand with these Jellybones checked myself into emergency, urgently. drove up in my bone-camarrow, thinking only about you. the doctor walked her crew of surgeons to the table where I lay

[CHILD STAR] Is there a photo of me on your wall in short short-shorts Or zipped down jeans? Do you look up at night and wish you were me, under the stage Under hot lights? Are you visceral viscous? Do you want to make love to my sweet visage, And th

Clap your hands if you want some Clap your hands if you need some Clap your hands if you can't wait 专辑:Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone? 歌手:The Unicorns 歌曲:The Clap

DIAMONDS I was born a unicorn I missed the Ark but I could've sworn you'd wait for me GINGER I was born a unicorn I could have sworn you believed in me DIAMONDS Put your crystals under my pillow GINGER Send your epistle to my bedfellows DIAMONDS If I

Tuff ghost, tuff crowd, tuff love Sit down, sit down, sit down Tuff ghost, tuff crowd, tuff love Sit down, sit down, sit down Say something now Say something now The tuff ghost disappears for 3 days The tuff ghost is set in his ways I don't want to h

when we climbed to the peak we planted a flag but the moment we had, i felt bad and then night came, so we got into our sleeping bags and then someone told a story about something dead and gory there was heat from the fire but i still froze when i sa

I dove into that freezing sea, With a parasite attached to me, I'd hoped the salt below, Would give us what was right above But league after league, It yet remained, For the fleshy vessel I, Kept it sustained Buh-up-up-up-ba-ba-ba So we froze, a whil

I spotted the glow over the mountain, tonight My turn to turn in just when the weather's getting nice I predict: i die in a plane crash I see it now, i die in a car on tour And there's no one to stop this Nobody to loosen death's firm grip on me Doo