Feels Like

Time runs backwards, at the end;
You turn into a child again
Then you're dust

Remind yourself, what you once were
An animal without much fur
Then you're dust

You've got to be yourself, like a man
Till the line runs off your hand
Then you're dust

Nobody wakes you. Nobody can.
Nobody shakes you
Anymore

Walk around and breathe the air
You can find it anywhere
Till you're dust

Everybody moves around
Makes a very special sound
Then you're dust

Everybody feels


Stuff

Sure I like your smile
And I'd like to talk awhile
But what I really like
Is feeling on your stuff

You don't even know how much I care for you
Care to see you naked
Naked as can be
I'm just so tired of romance
I just want to get in your pants
I just want to feel on your stuff

Ba da Boom Ba da Bing
And then your
Bouncing on my thing
And then the next thing that
You ask for is a ring

You don't even know how much I plan for you
I Plan to take your money
And buy a new guitar

I don't wanna love that will last
I just want a piece of your ass
I just want to feel on your stuff

Sure I like your smile
And I'd like to talk awhile
But what I really like
Is feeling on your stuff

You don't even know how much I care for you
I care to see you naked
Naked as can be

I don't want a love that will last
I just want a piece of your ass
I just want to feel on your stuff

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California Sky
YOUNG AT HEART
Bloodred Sunrise
The Harder They Come
Final Goodbye
Photographic
War?
I Feel Good
I Don't Mind
Nel Blu
Love Machine
Tender Young Hero
Parting Thought
The Modern Man
Gangsta Shit
Freedom Rock
America
Long, Long Time
Gloria, Can You Waddle
I Want Your (Hands On Me)
Lets Get Crucified
Streets Of Hate
Afterall
Walking In Memphis
Ghosts of a Different Dream
Life's Been Good
Er Ist Wie Ein Fluß
Harold And Joe
Trying Too Hard
Num Sonho Teu
Yo Black
Loveblind
Smells Like Truth
Leave It At That
Timberwolves At New Jersey
The Child in Us
Bad Is Bad
Generation's Sin
Sandra Dee
Misery Needs Company
Jeg Er Min Egen Bestefar
Alligators Getting Up
Weigh
The Insidious Soliloquy Of Skulhedface
Pen and Ink
FBLA
(You're So Square) Baby I Don't Care
Ain't That Enough