Hey Ma Album by James
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By James, You're going to murder in the name of God What kind
By James, No messing with a sense of humor Will see you through
By James, Take an axe to your past, to your family tree Carve
By James, Now, the towers have fallen So much dust in the air It
By James, In this bar, in this bar, I am dying In this
By James, Stray cats with fish heads, feeding their litters Feral kids fight
By James, Adore this life, there is no guarantee Could end by tomorrow Adore
By James, I may as well try semaphore As words no longer work This
By James, Send seasonal greetings from nowhere I'm working and playing away Remember the
By James, My mirror's laughing at me Says, boy, are you getting old? There's
By James, Five nights, no sleep, my mind's battered Stock markets free fall,