Тексты песен SPACEHOG

Oh hear my prayer you people please Incline your tiny minds to me It's time to kiss the candyman It's high time you were here instead of Fighting, I don't want to fight But if by chanc

Well I done my time in the jail of your mind and I dug all I could toward the good of your kind but they say it's better to be twisted black and blue chopped down like an old wooden tree and pla

And in the end we shall achieve in time The thing they call divine When all the stars will smile for me When all is well and well is all for all And forever after Maybe in the meantime wait and see

We are never coming down I got up, can't get down It's like when you get to the start of the day The start of the day go run run away We're still never coming down the hair of a dog i

We are never coming down I got up, can't get down It's like when you get to the start of the day The start of the day go run run away We're still never coming down the hair of a dog i

can't decide why all of my confidence Is left high and dry all over and out The truth should be known for all of it's consequence Hangs in the balance and shadows my doubt CHORUS There

I wonder as I wandered Do you wonder me? I always sit, and think of you And smile in memory CHORUS So if you raise a glass To love you passed Raise a glass to me Cause I'm lonely as a sailor Sh

Prelude to Space is the Place: Good afternoon and welcome. Today we celebrate the songs of two of my head parishoners, Royston and Antony Langdon. In this song, they deal candidly with themes of brot

Well I'm standing on the launch pad Looking at the stars. I'm waiting for the countdown to begin I'm not sure where I'm going No, I've no way of knowing CHORUS But when the

Like when you fall from the sky And see the world from the side Love always gets in the way Just like in Hutch and Starsky I'd like to leave without a trace Blow you all to outer space See you

I can't take the truth From all the lies we've laid I never caught that perfect light Or saw those sunset rays So burn the new age magazines You preachers and the past You widowed wives of

Please excuse me I meant no harm in being born As world falls open wide Like a wounded solider falls Breaks backs in silence Don't fall around me this time Don't fall around me this time M