1) vocal under a bloodlight. . Last night you said I was cold, untouchable. A lonely piece of action from another town. I just want to be free, I'm happy to be lonely.
They'll always find a place for you in the sidewalk cafes. No one ventures into the streets these days. Except strangers and those like me, looking for work.
1) brief encounter. . A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow. Not the regal creature of border caves. But the poor, misguided directionless.
I found a new religion yesterday, I'd just cleared immigration JFK. a priest got in a cadillac, the shoe shine boy sang gospel. as God and his accountants drove away..
I went to morrison's grave at pere lachaise cemetery. The stony flowers and the matching graffiti were guiding me to the steps inside of me. . And what will you do if I got down on my knees to you.
Of course i'm full of secrets. Acres of pain. How'm i gonna see you again. I'm running down your windows. And i'm staring at your face. The face of the blue anemone.
Bandwagon, it's coming into town. To turn your life around. And take you to the places that you once. Could only dream of. They'll be standing right there before your eyes.
By the roadside, Morning Shadow. Good for nothing, walking scarecrow. This is a major disaster area. I think I'll close up my eyes. . No assistance Mantovani.
Bass Drum. . . war symbol, move me on with dignity. Look at these hands they're trouble.. Everthing I touch is moving I'm not sure I like it,. conflicting rythmns in my head..
These sore red eyes explore the room again. The signed pictures of film stars. Who stayed here in eras that knew of no wall, Berlin. . Part of the old world lives on this island in Germany.
Everywhere I go.. I find birthpills in the bathroom.. Part of the scenery.. Have you had one today?. No longer shocking.. The inside of handbags.. Used to be hidden..
So show me your hands. are they still stained red with our blood. that you chose to shed. . It's your business now. . Like an open casket we're exposed.
Lets talk about the question of what you should or shouldnt think. I dont think you know it. Cause youre drinking at their place. Make up your mind, dont sit here wasting my time. You just said youre a nazi,.
On the other side of the street. Theres some people I dont want to meet but still I meet them. Suddenly everythings out of control. Everyone is fighting and kicking and screaming while I start running.
Yeah, you turned me on. Felt like I was born. Into a new life but now I am on my own. It`s been a wild time. Didn`t see the sunshine. Now I just like to be on my own.
I'm glad that you still came by. But it wasn't really icy outside. I was just in one of my moods. Now we're laughing on the sheets in my room. . My mother she slept on the couch.
On the corner of Bourbon and Division. Crawling down the crooked streets at dawn. She said, "Don't come back, all is not forgiven". So you fall inside a bottle and a song.
Slung from the hoary heavens. With disbelief suspended. On a shining pendulum of faith. . Hanging half awake and dreaming. Of burning cities gleaming.
I'm a bad, bad boy. Everybody tells me so. I'm a bad, bad boy. I get clocked with all the wrong faces. . I'm a bad, bad girl. I read it on the bathroom wall.
When the moon opens up her eye. And the sun bows down his head. You come stealing softly to my bed. When the dogs chase rabbit dreams. Cats are milking up the fire.