Album by Phish
Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Phish, The tires are the things on your car that make
By Phish, David bowie Ub 40
By Phish, It was late one fall night at a fairground near
By Phish, In the cool shade of the banana tree On the rugged
By Phish, Fluffhead was a man with a horrible disease Could not find
By Phish, I'm looking through and it all would be so crystal
By Phish, I look into the finance box just to check my
By Phish, Ahhh! Divided sky, the wind blows high [the divided sky chant is