Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel lyrics
Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel lyrics
"Mrs. Robinson Lyrics"
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathe
Echoes of Insanity Lyrics
Inside your mind you hide a madman Your world is spinning round Insanity has driven your life Your masquerade has run aground Time against you now!
tic eyesInside your mind you hide a madman Your world is spinning round Insanity has driven your life Your masquerade has run aground Time against you now!
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with yo
Visions Lyrics
In the streets of this once great city Conquered again as it once was before Toppled not by bombs nor armies Impossible promises, impossible dream
r cupcakesIn the streets of this once great city Conquered again as it once was before Toppled not by bombs nor armies Impossible promises, impossible dream
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunda
Dark Visions By Candlelight Lyrics
The Shade of an whispering Spirit Came crying to my Bed Its cold dead Lips have cursed me And brought me endless Pain My Flesh is getting colder Years
y afternoonThe Shade of an whispering Spirit Came crying to my Bed Its cold dead Lips have cursed me And brought me endless Pain My Flesh is getting colder Years
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)