Album by Catatonia
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Catatonia, I thought we'd escape I packed a fishing line and counted
By Catatonia, I've got my work cut out with you You tore bits
By Catatonia, The sun is shining We should be making hay But
By Catatonia, Tedium is overcome From obscurity, through melody And when I'm blind it
By Catatonia, London never sleeps, it just sucks the life out of me and
By Catatonia, Everything is beautiful And nothing hurts you at all, you at
By Catatonia, He came on ecclesiastically His sermon loud and bold And I got
By Catatonia, Her treasured chest was sunken Equally cursed and blessed In her Versace
By Catatonia, Somebody told me you’d found new bonhomie Going places you’d never
By Catatonia, Storm the palace Storm the palace Turn it into a bar Let them
By Catatonia, Never meant you no harm Never meant you no harm, yeh