I Am Sorry Martha Wainwright

I am sorry I yelled at you 'Bout the baby's clothes 'Bout the car on fire About love The seven year itch Is quite a bitch it's true But believe me I don't lie I love you And we can make it If you don't

Martha Rufus Wainwright

Martha it's your brother calling Time to go up north and see mother, Things are harder for her now And neither of us is really that much older than each other Anymore Martha it's your brother calling Have

Everything Wrong Martha Wainwright

I do most everything wrong Even on the day you were born My husband's been lyin' and cheatin' I turned my cheek and reason I change my tune every day There is one thing I want you to be That is smarter

Some People Martha Wainwright

Some make the changes in the daylight Others make the changes in the night Some only read the rainbows Others only read the clouds in the sky I don't want to be the one to tell you that I don't love the

Who Was I Kidding Martha Wainwright

They fall down my hard head Forever Forevermore Fall around into the ground Deep down Far as you can Go out tonight & meet the dawn again It'd be nice to see an old friend Learn to accept the things I

These Flowers Martha Wainwright

they're coming up They're coming up wild These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they're coming up They're coming up wild They are like those children Go off to school & don't come back And I

I Wanna Make An Arrest Martha Wainwright

I don't mind being left behind I no longer care where the sound is coming from I can't hear the tears in your eyes I am always always in disguise I wanna make an arrest And stop time and this test And

All Your Clothes Martha Wainwright

Where've you been these days I thought I saw you underneath the vines I look for you there Makes more sense than looking to the sky I see they've cut your hair and grown between your eyes I hope your body

Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole Martha Wainwright

Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore And I'm young & I'm strong But I feel old & tired Overfired And I've been poked & stoked It's all smoke, there's no more fire Only desire For you, whoever

Set The Fire To The Third Bar Martha Wainwright

I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face

TV Show Martha Wainwright

I'm not such a good lover I'm a better talker So when you touch me there I'm scared that you'll see Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I don't love myself And there are things these days

Can You Believe It? Martha Wainwright

I really like the makeup sex It's the only kind I ever get And when I'm gazing longingly in your eyes It's not for you but the self I left behind Can you believe it Can you believe it Can you believe it

Far Away Martha Wainwright

Far away In some lovely way I hear your call Whatever happened to them all? Whatever happened to us all?

Factory Martha Wainwright

These are not my people, I should never have come here The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Ah These night's

G.P.T. Martha Wainwright

Cop a ride or catch a feel I won't be late, I won't decline your invite tonight this starry cold night It's six o'clock get up the block don't be scared don't be shocked I'll be there tonight on yours

When The Day Is Short Martha Wainwright

When the day is short And the nights are long It's a different world Where the rules are wrong And I, I will go home with who Whoever is sure Are you sure?

Whither Must I Wander Martha Wainwright

Home no more home to me, whither must I wander?

Proserpina Martha Wainwright

Proserpina Proserpina come home to momma come home to momma Proserpina Proserpina come home to mother come home to momma now I shall punish the Earth I shall turn down the heat I shall take away every

Radio Star Martha Wainwright

people stand still Watching and pointing and screaming Turn on the radio We're approaching you fast We're coming at last On the radio star We've traveled so far On the radio star We don't love anymore And I

The Maker Martha Wainwright

, let's start at the endings Of love and sex, it's a strange one, often a staged one Oh, maybe we can get it on the ground The story is a new one, it's based on a re-run You wouldn't have known it if I

This Life Martha Wainwright

This, this life Is boring This, this life Right now is snoring That's all right That's okay It's still worth living When it is not I got the gun for my head Want to break free instead But I could never

Leave Behind Martha Wainwright

Leave behind the dog Leave behind the God Believe me when I say There's a danger comin' our way It's been lovely travellin' this way Thanks to the sun the moon the night and the day But the sea can no

Don't Forget Martha Wainwright

like the dog days do I'll put on my hat, my gloves, my scarf To keep the cold apart But there are no hats, gloves, scarves for the heart Just a cold wind which leaves its frosted mark Don't forget that I

Four Black Sheep Martha Wainwright

Get in the car We're late for the gig But don't go too fast It's been snowing since 10am And we'll never be this free again Crossin' the bridge Over the Gatineau To the side that I know Where the light

Ball And Chain Martha Wainwright

Yeah Yeah, her tits were higher than mine With a waist that is sugar-fine I heard she could read & write too And she's getting a degree in Fucking U Sexual Psychology It's easier than philosophy It's easier

Martha (BBC Live Version) Rufus Wainwright

Listen while you read Please enable javascript to see this content Martha, it's your brother calling Time to go up north and see mother Things are harder for her now And neither of us is really that much

Martha Meat Loaf

Operator, number please It's been so many years And she'll remember my old voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

Martha Tom Waits

Operator, number, please: it's been so many years Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears? Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

Five Years Old Loudon Wainwright III

CHORUS: Happy birthday Martha, happy birthday, birthday girl I'm sorry I can't be there for that party, birthday girl But pin the tail upon the donkey in that party dress Balloons, and cake, 2 kinds of

Martha Tim Buckley

Operator, number please It's been so many years She'll remember my old voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

You Never Phone Loudon Wainwright III

You never phone you never write Hell I stopped hoping that you might You`re trying to hurt my feelings right You never phone you never write You never write you never phone I`m sorry to bitch and moan

Martha Wolfgang Ambros

Auskunft bitte, wo is die Martha de i so lang scho suach.

Martha Maria Kelly

"It might be the end of the world but like, it’s fine" I got a call from Martha Everything has changed now I tell her time will heal it But time has made it worse somehow It’s really got me thinking That

Martha The Frames

Get out, just leave baby, go today Well I'm just waiting for you to open me up Just hoping you'll drink from my broken cup I'm just a lonely boy who knows Nothing else but you, my Martha Hey Martha what

Martha Jefferson Airplane

Martha she listens for the ticking of my footsteps Patiently She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood swept pleasantly She does as she pleases she listens for me <Interlude> Martha she

Father/Daughter Dialogue Loudon Wainwright III

[Martha] Dearest Daddy with your songs Do you hope to right your wrongs?

Mostly Martha The Crew Cuts

Jane has the lips Mary has the arms And it's hard to resist Lola and her charms Sue wants to be everything to me Yet in dreams, I always see Mostly Martha, mostly Martha Makes me melt like butter on toast

For Martha Smashing Pumpkins

whenever I run whenever I run to you lost one it's never done just hanging on just past has let me be returning as if dream shattered as belief if you have to go don't say goodbye if you

For Martha The Smashing Pumpkins

whenever I run whenever I run to you lost one it's never done just hanging on just past has let me be returning as if dream shattered as belief if you have to go don't say goodbye if you have to go don't

Falcon (Ropeswing) Martha Tilston

free again maybe I'll count These days of inbetween are something I could do without Down, down and I swoop down, remind me how freedom feels 'Cos right now I am a falcon I'm circling up there with them

For Martha Smashing Pumpkins

For Martha (Corgan) whenever I run wherever I run to you lost it's never done just hanging on the past has let me be returning as if dream shattered as belief if you have to go, don't say

Martha - M'Appari Michael Bolton

SYNOPSES Lady Harriet and her maid Nancy, disguised as peasants called Martha and Julia, have unwittingly bound themselves for a years' service to Lionel and Plunket, two local farmers.

Nowhere To Run Martha Reeves

It's not love, I'm a running from, It's the heartbreak I know will come. 'Cause I know you're no good for me, but you've become a part of me.

Little Martha Bad Company

Hello little Martha There you stand with the stems of the roses still in your hand The seasons of time The weather, your face, you little Martha, there's no disgrace So now little Martha, here you live

Slideshow Rufus Wainwright

And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know?

Pretty Things Rufus Wainwright

Pretty things, so what if I like pretty things? Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies?

Oh What A World Rufus Wainwright

Men reading fashion magazines Oh what a world It seems we live in Straight man Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin'

Respectable Dive Rufus Wainwright

Let's meet in a respectable dive On the somewhat safe street And have a beer We've both kept our eyes on the ball We know the lyrics to them all These songs of fear And baby I love you And I do

Power Of Love Martha Reeves

Whoa-yeah, baby, sugar Honey, sweet darlin', I'm yours Oh, yes I am Every since that day we met My whole life been full of joy and happiness Oh when you kiss me it burns to my soul Seven days later, my

Lillian & Martha Anna Tivel

kettle cracks the eggs and from the porch the paper blows, it lifts and weaves and floats away and lillian, she smoothes her hair, she sits to rest her aching feet and up the old and oaken stairs, martha