call Davey Jones At forty fathoms deep Nor east we sail to brimstone head the captain crew and I At 16 knots we fairly flew Beneath a darkening sky Atop the main mast
was at a funeral the day I realized I wanted to spend my life with you Sitting down on the steps At the old post office The flag was flying at half-mast
With the board of education Turn up the static left Of the state, of the nation Turn up the flame, step on the gas Burning the flag at half mast She
ur b-girl stance and at first glance I want to get to know you but I couldn?t figure out how to approach you That why I ridethru with the windows half mast
coat And I blind him with my pen 'Cause someone must have stuck something in my drink Every thing's getting strange looking Half the people have turned into squealing pigs The other half
fluid recieve a lifting force we'll build this boat like an airship we are flying to war an abundance of reinforced steel at half mast in the crows nest
hexes, this is why I hang Myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast Fashion, war between the guilty and the guilty And the guilty and the teen Not throwing stones at
a jackson browne album. so, this is Called perrier blues." Ridin' high atop the main mast Harbor stretched out below All day I've been feelin' kind of half
stripes stream by at half mast your eyes well up with tears and yeah so do mine half mast dehumanized half mast divided half mast overloaded half mast
flip-flop with a floozy If I figure there's no strings attached But sometimes I loose my feet Underneath the back seat And I have to fly my heart at half mast
flip-flop with a floozy If I figure there's no strings attached But sometimes I lose my feet underneath the back seat And I have to fly my heart at half mast
There's a city draped in net, fisherman net And in the half light, in the half light It looks like every tower is covered in webs Moving and glistenin
you get Sleeping through this Seems like the only thing that firs Bright eyes and butterflies relax It hits you harder than the room Half-mast but faster
skeleton staff The profits almost double when they cut the work force in half The boss votes the way the money goes and the flags fly at half-mast He
that is, I'm slowly fading away Harvest moon, soon will pass Crop is gone, left only chaff A bitter pill, and an overcast A flag unfurled, at half mast
Carry it around 'til I'm old I try to be a citizen Get this junkie off my back How can I be a citizen My flag flies at half mast Where can I go With
flip-flop with a floozy If I figure there's no strings attached But sometimes I lose my feet Underneath the back seat And I have to fly my heart at half mast