| | Strawberry Street Lyrics Artist(Band):Jeff Buckley
Like counterfeit stars Watch them come Watch them come The pacified hate's full-speed away A company in the arms of a decorative grave No tears, no fears - you'll always remain here The power out there seems to keep you in Lost your blood to adrenaline The flesh is weak and the dream is within And in the plastic room Seven little honey girls sitting in a row Pratise for the imperial pillow Like sweet little strawberries eaten from a bowl Bite, lipstick red In a candy store sold And in the bed I stared - do you hear destiny? Girl, animal scream Nightmarey shade, strawberry tile Drinking for hours alone Kill memory, watch it die Pornographic, dead, fucking ripped and bloody Shredded steaming mess Kill the memories, watch them die Lullaby, your mother's once son Yours is the kind 's born to die young And on the boulevard, seven little honey girls Sitting in a row Manicled to the imperial pillow And if I came up there to Strawberry Street It said that I held the key Would you do as I told you? Would you give it up to me, automatically? Strawberry, strawberry....what you gonna do for me? If you find some error in Strawberry Street Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to x_MojoPin_x@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Strawberry Street The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Jeff Buckley" Music | | ||||||||||||
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