Album by The Cult
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By The Cult, Owe, owe, owe Sittin' on a mountain, looking at the sun Plastic
By The Cult, Bad fun sister, time to go Life's too short, on with
By The Cult, Get your motor running Head out on the highway Looking for adventure And
By The Cult, Oh yeah Ah-ah Oh yeah Standin' at the shore A hurricane calls my name Beyond
By The Cult, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I saw the devil The contrary man I
By The Cult, Yeah Livin' in a shack in a one-horse town Trying to get
By The Cult, Check this one Fell to the red room because she was
By The Cult, You got a perfect way All the things that you play Cut
By The Cult, Terrorize, prophesize Small town any place Prodigal son, hey loyal to none He
By The Cult, Oh, peace is a dirty word She used to be a
By The Cult, Hey you You're a wild honey child I'm out of control Every time