In reverse mode Cause we are the fighters Just fighting for our rights Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive We have the power We're not submissive
A Fond Kiss (Robert Burns poem / Live on Peel Acres 01-22-04) A fond kiss, and then we sever A farewell, and then forever Deep in heart-wrung tears
A sisters social agony You bruise like a cherry my darling girl Words can mean nothing to some in this world I want you to know I thought about you
No sense, no style Said, "I loved you for a little while" When you cried, "No" High speed became go slow Come back this time Wishful thinking is gonna
A red, red rose ( I love my Jean EP - 2005 ) O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly
Honey, I've been really struggling To think of you and I being friends I blow hot and cold, yeah, I'm like a yo-yo So I don't think I should see you again
Amigo mío ( Keep it clean EP - 2004 ) Permanece detrás No tan cerca de mí No sabes dónde he estado No te sientes a mi
Silver birch against a Swedish sky The singer in the band made me want to cry We're all inside our own heads now We are leaving new friends, leaving this
You can compliment me on the style of my hair Give me marks out of ten for the clothes I wear You probably thought I had more upstairs And I disappoint
Come back Margaret Come back Margaret he wants to adore you Come back Margaret I'd like to explore you Can't you see the tears in my eyes With love for
Close comes this winter, summer is no longer And things, they seem much bleaker We'll see a Catherine Deneuve double feature And our lives will fade as
You know, it really won't surprise me If you're a wreck by the age of 14 The way you look, the way you look is fine So often calico words in eighties
I'm in a van and you're holding my hand You're traveling with me through forest and sands I've been innocently learning a language And you've been taking
I?ll see you some time But I won?t see you soon I know something?s about you I won?t spill the beans There?s a spool in my own camera That?s never been
How many times have you told me you wanna die? How many times have you told me now that you've tried? And how many times will I let you get away with
Did the ironing in a cowboy hat Felt as fresh as the paint in this new flat And I will never tell you what to do Have ambition simply to see things through
A half full moon in Mexico City I think of you And when I saw the Southern Cross I wished you had too I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew But
Spent a week in a dusty library Waiting for some words to jump at me We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor mate We met by the moon on a silvery
