St. James Infirmary - The Triffids

Old ghostrider old ghostrider Even people in love get hit by bullets old ghostrider Don't shoot Footsteps on a spiral stairwell When I'm trying to say Some othe

My baby thinks she's a train She hears voices little voices only she can hear She hears voices such little voices sliding in her ear My baby thinks she's a trai

I could think all day about all of the things I could say to you But I won't even try to sway you I might drink a few what's the point I've got too much to lose

Please don't drag me back to Rosevel/underneath yor creaking bed No air no hatches under there/no pleasantries hatched overhead Aad I warned you I would have to

I once told someone I truly loved them They laughed at me and they spat in my face But I woke up to a brand-new morning I destroyed compassion without a trace M

In an old house in Paris covered in vines Lived a girl by the name of Madeline She was not afraid of spiders or mice Madeline loved winter snow and ice She watc

Red pony it's a gift from me/from me to you Ride it well my love hold your head up high/across this land Sand in your eye sun upon your back Next to you my love

I thought this was a good place to startlooking out on my treeless plain The good Lord has our best interests at heart He's Making an effort and starting again

The berries are black and ripe and ready for picking The chicken is dead but it's still kicking there's one thing you must never forget What you did that night