Album by Mike Doughty
Number of Lyrics in Album : 18
By Mike Doughty, 40 grand in the hole Scraping my dreams out of the
By Mike Doughty, I believe If you wanted to leave You would seek relief You would
By Mike Doughty, Refreshing bills to warm the slots in the till Infernal wheel
By Mike Doughty, All of the girls out with their hips a sway But
By Mike Doughty, Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will
By Mike Doughty, Head down, in the rain don't you think I want
By Mike Doughty, You say you don't look at me I say you
By Mike Doughty, Ice cracking, fickle junkie Your girl calls Where have you been last
By Mike Doughty, Upon the rails among the weeds I had a moment of
By Mike Doughty, Put my faith in the price of mud And my Lord
By Mike Doughty, Here she comes all low to the ground Just like the
By Mike Doughty, we are lover through and through though we made it through
By Mike Doughty, Your back curves like a creeping vine With the answers in
By Mike Doughty, Oh, I will not be undersold The grip is tight, the
By Mike Doughty, Oh, I have felt Cobain's sarcoma growing on This will of
By Mike Doughty, Yeah The dark is dropping like a spot Of black ink squeezed
By Mike Doughty, The best I ever did with my life Said just three
By Mike Doughty, Oh I could give a straight up goddamn I could give