Pearl Jam - Bu$hleaguer Lyrics
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Bu$hleaguer
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What Are The Lyrics For Bu$hleaguer By Pearl Jam?
How does he do it? how do they do it? uncanny and immutable
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party Like sugar, the guests are so refined A confidence man, but why so beleaguered? He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike Drilling for fear makes the job simple Born on third, thinks he got a triple Blackout weaves its way through the city Blackout weaves its way through the city Blackout weaves its way I remember when you sang that song about today Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed A think tank of aloof multiplication A nicotine wish and a Columbus decanter Retrenchment and hoggishness The aristocrat choir sings, "what's the ruckus?" The haves have not a clue The immenseness of suffering And the odd negotiation, a rarity With onionskin plausibility of life And a keyboard reaffirmation Blackout weaves its way through the city Blackout weaves its way through the city Blackout weaves its way I remember when you sang that song about today Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed I remember when you sang that song about today Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed Changed, changed, chains |
Who Wrote Bu$hleaguer By Pearl Jam?
Eddie Vedder, Stone Gossard
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What's The Duration Of The Bu$hleaguer By Pearl Jam?The duration of Bu$hleaguer is 3:57 minutes and seconds. |
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