from Bee
01. put your music player on shuffle
02. the first lines of twenty songs = a poem
03. the first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
YYZ (Instrumental, so I'll go with the title)
Lines form on my face and hands
Livin' like a gypsy
Policemen had us line up at sunrise
I know a thing or two about her
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face
Say your prayers, little one
Well, you bit my lip when you drew first blood
Every time that I look in the mirror
Hey, I'm your life
In the twilight glow I seen her
If it keeps on raining, levee's gonna break
Living on the lighted stage approaches the unreal
Hey, hey, mamma, said the way you move
So close, no matter how far
You've got something about you
Hey, j-j-jaded, you've got your mamma's style
Oh, a storm is threatening
I turn my back to the wind
Please allow me to introduce myself
Your cruel device
...thoughts?
02. the first lines of twenty songs = a poem
03. the first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
YYZ (Instrumental, so I'll go with the title)
Lines form on my face and hands
Livin' like a gypsy
Policemen had us line up at sunrise
I know a thing or two about her
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face
Say your prayers, little one
Well, you bit my lip when you drew first blood
Every time that I look in the mirror
Hey, I'm your life
In the twilight glow I seen her
If it keeps on raining, levee's gonna break
Living on the lighted stage approaches the unreal
Hey, hey, mamma, said the way you move
So close, no matter how far
You've got something about you
Hey, j-j-jaded, you've got your mamma's style
Oh, a storm is threatening
I turn my back to the wind
Please allow me to introduce myself
Your cruel device
...thoughts?