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And everybody knows, knows, knows
The highway comes so high
Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows
Pecking at the scenic eyes
And if you try and never look down
You pass the spot connecting the gods
And if you try and never look back
You pass the vine of goshen's pack - me.
And the skeleton rose
They all backs of knives
Watching those luminous rows
Tying knots in the sky
And we were singing...
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
And everybody knows, knows, knows
That Bobby's gonna die
The way that skeleton rose, rose, rose
Is always getting him high
And if you go, wasting on the sun
With your smile and his back room bars
Waving goodbye
Your ass on the ground,
screaming goodbye with fluorescent charm
And everybody knows, knows, knows
The highway comes so high-igh-igh
Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows
On those towers of dime
And we were singing...
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
Highways of gold, where do they go?
The highway comes so high
Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows
Pecking at the scenic eyes
And if you try and never look down
You pass the spot connecting the gods
And if you try and never look back
You pass the vine of goshen's pack - me.
And the skeleton rose
They all backs of knives
Watching those luminous rows
Tying knots in the sky
And we were singing...
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
And everybody knows, knows, knows
That Bobby's gonna die
The way that skeleton rose, rose, rose
Is always getting him high
And if you go, wasting on the sun
With your smile and his back room bars
Waving goodbye
Your ass on the ground,
screaming goodbye with fluorescent charm
And everybody knows, knows, knows
The highway comes so high-igh-igh
Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows
On those towers of dime
And we were singing...
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
Highways of gold, where do they go?
Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold
Highways of gold, where do they go?
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[ti:Highways Of Gold] [ar:Jaguar Love] [al:Take Me to the Sea] [by: ] [00:-04.00]Jaguar Love - Highways Of Gold [00:-03.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang [00:-02.00]@ @ [00:-01.00] [00:01.33]And everybody knows, knows, knows [00:05.02]The highway comes so high [00:08.08]Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows [00:11.24]Pecking at the scenic eyes [00:15.75]And if you try and never look down [00:17.40]You pass the spot connecting the gods [00:20.74]And if you try and never look back [00:23.73]You pass the vine of goshen's pack - me. [00:28.08]And the skeleton rose [00:30.98]They all backs of knives [00:34.38]Watching those luminous rows [00:36.61]Tying knots in the sky [00:38.51]And we were singing... [00:41.33]Highways of gold, where do they go? [00:50.47]Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold [01:02.97] [01:14.53]And everybody knows, knows, knows [01:18.20]That Bobby's gonna die [01:21.36]The way that skeleton rose, rose, rose [01:24.40]Is always getting him high [01:27.68]And if you go, wasting on the sun [01:30.45]With your smile and his back room bars [01:32.53]Waving goodbye [01:35.39]Your ass on the ground, [01:37.21]screaming goodbye with fluorescent charm [01:40.97]And everybody knows, knows, knows [01:43.87]The highway comes so high-igh-igh [01:46.81]Past the skeleton crows, crows, crows [01:50.10]On those towers of dime [01:53.27]And we were singing... [01:57.04] [02:44.57]Highways of gold, where do they go? [02:55.00]Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold [03:04.53]Highways of gold, where do they go? [03:14.06]Soft dripping rows, I filled 'em down with gold [03:23.71]Highways of gold, where do they go? [03:36.13]
