Lirik Lagu Avalanche - Butthole Surfers
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Mikey got with SharonSharon got Shareeshe was sharing Sharon's outlook on the topic of diseaseMikey had a facial scarand Bobby was a racistthey were all in love with dieing and they were doin it in TexasTommy played pianolike a kid out in the rainthen he lost his leg in Dallashe was dancin with a trainthey were all in love with dieingthey were drinkin from a fountainthat was pourin like an avalanche coming down the mountain
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leaves,and softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
some will die in hot pursuitin fiery auto crashessome will die in hopper suitswhile sifting through my ashessome will fall in love with lifeand drink it from a fountainthat is pouring like an avalanchecoming out of the mountain
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leaves,and softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
Another mikey took a knifewhile argueing in trafficflipper died a natural deathhe caught a nasty virusThen there was the ever present football player rapistthey were all in love with dyingand they were doing it in Texas.Pauly caught a bulletbut it only hit his legwell should've been a better shot he got him in the headthey were all in love with dying and they were drinkin from a fountainthat was pourin like an avalanche comin down the mountain
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leavesand softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leaves,and softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
some will die in hot pursuitin fiery auto crashessome will die in hopper suitswhile sifting through my ashessome will fall in love with lifeand drink it from a fountainthat is pouring like an avalanchecoming out of the mountain
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leaves,and softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
Another mikey took a knifewhile argueing in trafficflipper died a natural deathhe caught a nasty virusThen there was the ever present football player rapistthey were all in love with dyingand they were doing it in Texas.Pauly caught a bulletbut it only hit his legwell should've been a better shot he got him in the headthey were all in love with dying and they were drinkin from a fountainthat was pourin like an avalanche comin down the mountain
I dont mind the sun sometimesand the images it showsI can taste you on my lipsand smell you in my clothesCinnamon and sugar leavesand softly spoken liesyou never know just how you lookthrough other peoples eyes
