(Duca Leindecker). . Com os olhos nus. Me deparei. Com as lentes azuis. Nos olhos de algum. Que nunca mais vou encontrar. E sigo a vida. Atravs da lente azul.
The lights are on, but you're not home. Your mind, is not your own. Your heart sweats, your body shakes. Another kiss is what it takes. You can't sleep, you can't eat.
My heart is like an artichoke. I eat petals myself one by one. Until I feel enough. Until I lose to laugh. . When I end to eat the last one. I will tear my drops.
When apple leaves fall. You may feel something in your mind's eye. When the earth drinks in squall. You may plan to escape on the sly. . Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh.
I got a skateboard. Oo-ee-oo!. I'm skating down the street. With my trucks all new. Here comes the nme. Coming into view. Looking for a gimmick. That it can screw.
There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel. Open your eyes, go and have a look. There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel. If you open our eyes, you might get a surprise.
Both players and watchers,. No-one knows the rules. That's what makes the game so great. "just get out there. And slug your opponent!". That's what makes the game so great.
But how do kings and presidents, prime ministers and generals, and company chairmen sleep at night?. How do they shut their eyes when they turn out the lights?.
The bowler's running in, the batsman lights a fag. He keeps a packet handy and it's lodged inside his pad. Because it's written in his contract that after every over.
And the company director spins the globe. Looks into on Atlas of the world. A supermarket lifestyle for as all. A thousand nations under company control.
Chapt nine, Armagodman. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness. For his name's sake, yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff, they confort me..
Words to describe Nicaragua of old. Cash crops and hunger and US control. Coffee and sugar on company land. Made to supply what the boss would demand.
Goodbye to the summer, sold down the river. Unhappy ever after, well, did you ever. Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny?. Same old joke and it's not funny.
Goodbye to the summer, sold down the river. Unhappy ever after, well, did you ever. Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny?. Same old joke and it's not funny.
In '36 the world's teams. Played up, played up, and played the game. Runners, jumpers, footballers. All sieg-heilling the fuhrer. Not so the black americans.
Welcome to Never Mind The Ballots. The phone lines are now open. If you'd like to put a question to the candidates the number to ring is oh five three two seven seven nine six four three.
And so in the tradition of Manfred the Great. The people built the glorious vision in his name. Great Britain they called it, a land for heroes. A land where no one was starving, a paradise, a garden of Eden.
Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number. With a template in one hand, scissors in the other. 'What lump of clay is this?' Said the king maker to me.
I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain. But it's all in vain. . I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain. But it's all in vain. . I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain.
A visionary pause in the cycle. When she refused to buy or sell. When the daughters of perfect wives. Said there must be more sacrifice. . Needed more than symbolic change.