Mark Kozelek


2024-11-17 17:36

Mark Kozelek Metropol 47 (Demo Version)歌词

Flash your smile and face at me Open your eyes wide at me Lay down every day with me Until the long gone days Speak a native tongue to me Say some funny things to me Roll around and laugh with me Until the long gone days Take me around the city stree

Mark Kozelek Baby In Death Can I Rest Next To Your Grave歌词

i love to watch the pigeons flutter don't mind the bums sleeping in the gutters in san francisco's tenderloin i walk the streets and feel the joy i love to watch the kittens sleep in the bookstore window down the street they warm my heart, they give

Mark Kozelek Bad Boy Boogie歌词

Bad Boy Boogie - Mark Kozelek And there was trouble brewing in my home town It was the seventh day, i felt like satan's son And i scared the ghost out of everyone They said stop and i said go They said yes and i said no They said fast and i said slow

Mark Kozelek What's Next to the Moon歌词

tied my baby to the railroad track train rolling down the line givin' that woman just one more chance to give it to me one more time engineer wishin' he was home in bed dreamin' about casey jones wide-eyed woman with a hole in her head crying over br

Mark Kozelek Carry Me Ohio (from Mark Kozelek - Lost Verses Live)歌词

sorry that i could never love you back i could never care enough in these last days her tears fell on her pages found me out on her words i don't know what to do or say wading through warm canals and pools clear blue Tuscarawas flow into the great la

Mark Kozelek What Happened To My Brother歌词

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BROTHER what happened to my brother the life in his eyes did something shake his brain on that long bus ride what happened to my brother swear he had my mother's face what I'd give to find him told him in a long embrace what happe

Mark Kozelek Smokey (Demo Version)歌词

I'm broken down You caved my karma in I'm staying up Waiting for you like a fool You made me forget About all the dreams I kept I keep your glass here (hand?) By the bed we slept I can't erase your smokey eyes Your smothered face Gripping on my waist

Mark Kozelek 1936歌词

I stole a dime from my mother's drawer The one her father gave her just before the war Kids are fucking pricks, 1936 I return my book and sold it to someone Bought a bag of weed for $7.14 Split her up with my girl and laid down under the trees Lookin