Текст песни Apple Pies and Alibis - The Paper Chase
I
wish
to
use
my
body
as
a
torch
I
wish
to
use
my
body
as
a
guide
To
stream
across
your
transatlantic
sky
On
a
firecracker
fourth
of
July
I'm
raised
on
hockey,
he's
raised
on
electrology
I'm
American
as
apple
pie
I'm
American
as
the
next
guy
1 This May Be the Last Song You Ever Hear
2 These Things Happen
3 Ever Since the Turn
4 Apple Pies and Alibis
5 Neat; Manageable; Piles
6 Can I Pour You Another Drink, Lover
7 Lenny What's Gotten into You
8 Goddamn These Hands (I Let Them Touch You)
9 A Face That Could Launch a Thousand Ships
10 Throw Your Body on the Apparatus
11 Off with Their Heads!
12 Daddy's Got Your Nose
13 Paperwork
14 When You Least Expect It
15 When (And If) The Big One Hits...I'll Just Meet You There
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