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Fishing Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: Fishing Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Closed mouth catches no flies. Burning bridges as you’re crossing is not very wise. When analyzed, be tongue-tied. Play snakes and ladders, but not suicide. Like casting pearl before swine. Talking to…

Round Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: Round Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Round and around, around, around, round, round…(x3) Well of course, we’ve always had it in us. For a million years, sleeping halliotious. Deaf ears provide perfect pure protection. Round… Mushrooms on the…

Solitaire Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: Solitaire Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Think you know the answer? Think you got all the problems? Well, why not try and solve them? Instead of your sitting on them. Solitaire. (x2) Taking on new projects. Steadily slipping…

World Destruction Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: World Destruction Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Speak about destruction. (x3) This is a world destruction, your life ain’t nothing. The human race is becoming a disgrace. Countries are fighting with chemical warfare. Not giving a damn about…

The Order Of Death Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: The Order Of Death Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   This is what you want. This is what you get. Here now. Night light. Windows. Waiting. Weakness. Waiting. Silent. Payment. Guilty. Haunting. Calling. Claiming. Here now. Ending. One life….

The Pardon Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: The Pardon Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   I think you need me now. I’m from chapter to chapter. I’ll never let go. I have an appetite. Follow the rules of life. Never the same thing twice. (repeat) Admire…

Fff Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: Fff Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Farewell my fairweather friend. Senseless reasoning. You believe what you want to believe. Farewell my fairweather friend. On you no one can depend. Bad times, now they must end. Whatever you want…

Bags Lyrics – Unknown

Lyrics: Bags Album: Unknown Artist: John Lydon   Black rubber bags. Sunburns in a perfect day. Now smell the air of this perfect sky. Silent sweet, a precious place, desirable shade. Beneath the pinyon pine. Drawn by the beauty of…