John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
John K. Samson
Flowers Moonlight Stickythings
Old guitar stings
And smoothly obscene
(3x)
And I use the word you I don't know who I mean
If this song was a painting it would be velveteen
We sat on a beach at night
We all need the space
To fall down and grow
And I use the word you I don't know who I mean
If this song was a painting it would be velveteen