Lyric Context Universe
a solitary lass
her beauty veiled by tortoiseshell and tinted glass
she was a husband collector of impeccable taste
a solitary lass
her beauty veiled by tortoiseshell and tinted glass
she was a husband collector of impeccable taste
and the scene seemed like in dreams
pressed close behind the tinted glass
as the cop's headlights scrolled past
and the scene seemed like in dreams
pressed close behind the tinted glass
as the cop's headlights scrolled past
fire down memory lane
so pass me my rose tinted glasses again
through a fog of contradiction
fire down memory lane
so pass me my rose tinted glasses again
through a fog of contradiction
fire down memory lane
so pass me my rose tinted glasses again
through a fog of contradiction
fire down memory lane
so pass me my rose tinted glasses again
through a fog of contradiction
ridin' around
no tinted glass
why i can't have tinted glass? cause that cause suspicion
ridin' around
no tinted glass
why i can't have tinted glass? cause that cause suspicion
hopin they would be open
tinted glass
behind that tinted glass
hopin they would be open
tinted glass
behind that tinted glass
bring me the bones of brian jones
and joplin's tinted glasses
hendrix's pick
bring me the bones of brian jones
and joplin's tinted glasses
hendrix's pick
but it means nothing
i roll down the tinted glass
to see outside
but it means nothing
i roll down the tinted glass
to see outside
of autumn's call at party's fall
through rose-tinted glass you still remember
the gladness
of autumn's call at party's fall
through rose-tinted glass you still remember
the gladness
with fingernails that shine like justice
and a voice that is dark like tinted glass
she is fast and thorough
with fingernails that shine like justice
and a voice that is dark like tinted glass
she is fast and thorough
is fighting my defroster. my sighs they ring victorious
& fog this tinted glass. it's clouded
& so is my head. the hint of these new tears are sharp. i try to choke them back. but it's useless. i am useless against them. they are beating me with ease. on the way home
is fighting my defroster. my sighs they ring victorious
& fog this tinted glass. it's clouded
& so is my head. the hint of these new tears are sharp. i try to choke them back. but it's useless. i am useless against them. they are beating me with ease. on the way home