Sonic Youth - Sweet Shine Lyrics
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Sweet Shine
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What Are The Lyrics For Sweet Shine By Sonic Youth?
I hear my angel mounted baby
Pretend to everlast a lady Marlboro belt unbuckled baby They told me you were just crazy I feel that I could burst Gimme a little drink of yr sweet time Is it the way you think? Or just a pattern of yr glory Is it just some story? You wrote all for me Do you think yr my home? Down deep yr just a little whorey I know you, I'm from you I know you, I'm from you Who I'm coming home to Swall Drive Cowboys are languishin' Little girl's are bees Is it really a green stage coach Crawling up to me I dreamt that you were my vacation Woke to find desire and dislocation Yr always heavy in rotation Coming on, flirting with the nation I feel that I could burst Gimme a little drink of yr sweet shine Why is the way you grew ? Still in the soul wanting you ? Smelling the night jasmine Hypnotises me The flower tells me stories That make me sick and free I know you, I'm from you I know you, I'm from you Who I'm coming home momma, to Swall Drive Alice is a chain store Down past 1st and Vine You can shop there anytime It's all very fine Look his hair is colored, do you think he grows Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose ? Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a rose ? Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a pose ? Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose ? Look it's changing |
Who Wrote Sweet Shine By Sonic Youth?
Kim Gordon, Lee M. Ranaldo, Steven Jay Shelley, Thurston Joseph Moore
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What's The Duration Of The Sweet Shine By Sonic Youth?The duration of Sweet Shine is 7:51 minutes and seconds. |
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