Home | Links | Contact Us | Top 100 | Submit | Bookmark Search lyrics: A   B   C   D   E   F   G   H   I   J   K   L   M   N   O   P   Q   R   S   T   U   V   W   X   Y   Z   #   HOME    B    Bob Mould -font-color--990000-I-Hate-Alternative-Rock Lyrics Tired epileptic charade Get on the plane and fly away I knew you when I knew you when You had something to say The Twentieth Century Has not been particularly kind to me So when asked to define You feign the benign And decline to answer properly You feel threatened now There's other icons flying higher now As you grab for the past You know it won't last There's no need to describe it I hope someone else is driving you I hope someone else intelligent is driving you Now the myth disintegrates Nothing else is permanent Bob Mould Lyrics Visitors interested in -font-color--990000-I-Hate-Alternative-Rock Lyrics may also interested in:    Inga Liljestrom Lyrics    Craig David Lyrics    Less Than Jake Lyrics    Throne of Ahaz Lyrics    Ethereal Scourge Lyrics    Diabolical Masquerade Lyrics    Bodyjar Lyrics    Doctor Butcher Lyrics    Mark McGuinn Lyrics    B-Legit Lyrics    Ashanti Lyrics    PMD Lyrics    Marcos Hernandez Lyrics    Magneta Lane Lyrics    Nokturnal Mortum Lyrics    Electric Light Orchestra Lyrics

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