Album by The Cult
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By The Cult, Ooh yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, well, well, well Stick it in your
By The Cult, Yeah Ooh now baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Hey there people, have
By The Cult, Always said you were a youthquaker, Edie A stormy little world
By The Cult, Fire woman, yeah Shake, shake, shake, shake it, yeah Wound up, can't
By The Cult, Shotgun Standing on a stage, the boy started shaking Lip curled back,
By The Cult, I saw a rainbow stretched across the ocean Crashed the big
By The Cult, Yeah, come on now Soldier blue, bloodstained red Hey people, he's gonna
By The Cult, Who would break a butterfly on a wheel? Not me, my
By The Cult, This is where it all ends And the kinda dream that
By The Cult, All the hip young things Trying to make a scene Living out
By The Cult, Wake up time for freedom, baby Wake up time to fly Wake