Bill Anderson lyrics
Bill Anderson lyrics
"Meanwhile Back in Cleveland Lyrics"
Feel My Way Lyrics
Living in a hole on a couch With plastic cameras on the wall I said fragile you gotta care with handle Could it be is it me A twisted childhood memory You gotta let my baby I want to feel my way
(Bill Anderson)
High a top a mountain lookin' down to Panga Canyon
I came to see the blue pacific in the night
The stars are like a miollion dancin' diamods on the water
And my lover's arms're wrapped around me tight.
And almost empty bottle of rose sits on the table
Like the echo of a sweet and gentle song
I never stop and wonder why I came to California
But I often wonder why I took so long.
Meanw
Her alarm clock's loudly ringin'
And she's crawlin' out to face another day
A sleepy little boychild is tuggin' her pyjamas
Sayin', ''Mama, why did daddy go away?''
But it's Saturday and it's bowlin' den
And then the beauty parlor.
And the wishy-washy laundry and then home
And California's just a piece of fiction on her roadmap
And surely not the place her man has gone
Meanwhile back in Clevelan life goes on.
The waves at Malibou today were perfect for the surfin'
And I hope I didn't soak up too much sun
We started once to take a boat to Catalina Island
But lyin' on the beach was too much fun.
There's gonna be the screaming Sunday night at Universal
And a party up at Roger's place till dawn
I never stop and wonder why I came to California
But I often woder why I took so long.
Meanwhile back in Cleve
And it's gonna be another lonely night
Someone said she's workin' in a cafe waitin' tables
And I'm sorry and I hope that she's alright.
But the endless maze of PTA's
And queus and station wagons
And cuttin' grass and highly mortgaged homes.
Drove me from the lovin' arms
I otherwise would die for
And make me seek a purpose of my own
Meanwhile back in Cleveland life goes on.
Living in a hole on a couch With plastic cameras on the wall I said fragile you gotta care with handle Could it be is it me A twisted childhood memory You gotta let my baby I want to feel my way
(Bill Anderson)
High a top a mountain lookin' down to Panga Canyon
I came to see the blue pacific in the night
The stars are like a miollion dancin' diamods on the water
And my lover's arms're wrapped around me tight.
And almost empty bottle of rose sits on the table
Like the echo of a sweet and gentle song
I never stop and wonder why I came to California
But I often wonder why I took so long.
Meanw
Under The Rotted Flesh Lyrics
Under the flesh Rot my lust for decayed corpses dead bodies exhumed Their coldness induces me endless defilement, re-occuring relapses, perverse with the dead, soon I will kill for myself Impending
hile back in ClevelandUnder the flesh Rot my lust for decayed corpses dead bodies exhumed Their coldness induces me endless defilement, re-occuring relapses, perverse with the dead, soon I will kill for myself Impending
Her alarm clock's loudly ringin'
And she's crawlin' out to face another day
A sleepy little boychild is tuggin' her pyjamas
Sayin', ''Mama, why did daddy go away?''
But it's Saturday and it's bowlin' den
And then the beauty parlor.
And the wishy-washy laundry and then home
And California's just a piece of fiction on her roadmap
And surely not the place her man has gone
Meanwhile back in Clevelan life goes on.
The waves at Malibou today were perfect for the surfin'
And I hope I didn't soak up too much sun
We started once to take a boat to Catalina Island
But lyin' on the beach was too much fun.
There's gonna be the screaming Sunday night at Universal
And a party up at Roger's place till dawn
I never stop and wonder why I came to California
But I often woder why I took so long.
Meanwhile back in Cleve
Heart of Gold Lyrics
You have a heart of gold You have a heart of gold A precious jewel to which I was sold But I just can't justify your love It hurts to see you walk away And I'd like to ask you back to stay To hold
and the rain is slowly fallin'You have a heart of gold You have a heart of gold A precious jewel to which I was sold But I just can't justify your love It hurts to see you walk away And I'd like to ask you back to stay To hold
And it's gonna be another lonely night
Someone said she's workin' in a cafe waitin' tables
And I'm sorry and I hope that she's alright.
But the endless maze of PTA's
And queus and station wagons
And cuttin' grass and highly mortgaged homes.
Drove me from the lovin' arms
I otherwise would die for
And make me seek a purpose of my own
Meanwhile back in Cleveland life goes on.