Letters to Mommy

Letters to Mommy Lyrics

Song Letters to Mommy
Artist Desert Sessions
Album The Desert Sessions, Vol. 5: Poetry for the Masses
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My sweetheart is a yogi
The painter's still asleep
I'm stuck here in my scoggie
The smell is in trouble deep
The president's head is played
The garbage is pilin up
The schoolyard kids are playin
I'm on my second
Coke Nick's goin' with me
The neighbor's bangin
Don't make me a bug
Nick's goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won’t you come?
The dancin' sweetheart's smokin'
Mercury is higher
I’m scared to death but fallin'
Now Jupiter is on fire
I wish I had a dollar
For every dream
I've had The cat took off her collar
Now I need to calm her down
Nick's goin' to me
Guitars are playin'
You can hear them strum
We're goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won't you come?
It's called a crime of passion
It's called a circus tribe
The media teeth are nashing
While wearin' that anchor's smile
I sure can face the ocean
The desert burnt the toast
I wish I had some lotion
I feel like a piece of toast
Nick's goin' to leave
Bells are ringin'
Goin to death and to jump
We're goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won’t you come?
Oh, honey please, won’t you come?
My sweetheart is a yogi
The painter' s still asleep
I' m stuck here in my scoggie
The smell is in trouble deep
The president' s head is played
The garbage is pilin up
The schoolyard kids are playin
I' m on my second
Coke Nick' s goin' with me
The neighbor' s bangin
Don' t make me a bug
Nick' s goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
The dancin' sweetheart' s smokin'
Mercury is higher
I m scared to death but fallin'
Now Jupiter is on fire
I wish I had a dollar
For every dream
I' ve had The cat took off her collar
Now I need to calm her down
Nick' s goin' to me
Guitars are playin'
You can hear them strum
We' re goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won' t you come?
It' s called a crime of passion
It' s called a circus tribe
The media teeth are nashing
While wearin' that anchor' s smile
I sure can face the ocean
The desert burnt the toast
I wish I had some lotion
I feel like a piece of toast
Nick' s goin' to leave
Bells are ringin'
Goin to death and to jump
We' re goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
My sweetheart is a yogi
The painter' s still asleep
I' m stuck here in my scoggie
The smell is in trouble deep
The president' s head is played
The garbage is pilin up
The schoolyard kids are playin
I' m on my second
Coke Nick' s goin' with me
The neighbor' s bangin
Don' t make me a bug
Nick' s goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
The dancin' sweetheart' s smokin'
Mercury is higher
I m scared to death but fallin'
Now Jupiter is on fire
I wish I had a dollar
For every dream
I' ve had The cat took off her collar
Now I need to calm her down
Nick' s goin' to me
Guitars are playin'
You can hear them strum
We' re goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won' t you come?
It' s called a crime of passion
It' s called a circus tribe
The media teeth are nashing
While wearin' that anchor' s smile
I sure can face the ocean
The desert burnt the toast
I wish I had some lotion
I feel like a piece of toast
Nick' s goin' to leave
Bells are ringin'
Goin to death and to jump
We' re goin' to a hangin'
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
Oh, honey please, won t you come?
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