Album by Jawbox
Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By Jawbox, Entropy's in, embroidered on skin corrupt, latch-hook thin for show You're in
By Jawbox, Stretched on this city's grid Sometimes I feel so well hid Pinned
By Jawbox, Said you were 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof 10 feet tall,
By Jawbox, Take me down to the desert sea I don't want to
By Jawbox, Tracing oil trails and streaks of black, serpentine, to certainties that
By Jawbox, I don't want to talk I roll my red eyes back Closed
By Jawbox, She walks forward over, over and backward Forward over and over
By Jawbox, Blue-eyed bloody lullaby Less a lesson than an alibi Shot from only
By Jawbox, Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken) Old mule, you're the son