Bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce. (Its in music). Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce. (Fatty Koo). Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce. . We swing, bouncin', flippin', jumpin', jazz funkin', lets do somethin'.

Brunceling's Song

James Jesus Angleton sells sunlamps door to door. in this so-called peacetime, even spooks fight to stay alive. I don't much like him, but I sit and mind his car.

Broken Radio #1

At the platform's end, where the crowd grew thin. and the light was dim on our shoes. where we sat there so tense,. not to touch though we meant to (I think).

Brain Blister

In rags in their normal place. where diesel machines roar by. Pale dawn, at the scrapyard gates. Fast food parks and hardware mines. Not smiling or frowning they,.

Blues For Ceaucescu

Well, hello.. You can no longer depend on the land in which you were born.. You can no longer depend on any land in which you choose to place yourself..

Bishop Of Babel

no one comes from here. and so i'm not afraid. everyone's the same as me. we don't talk the same. so we don't talk at all. and our hosts just look on with glee.

Big Madness

in the winter in a seaside boarding house. the killer swigs and wheels. round his room telling how he made that. weeping spinster kneel. yellow light seeps through a fly-glown lampshade.

Bertie's Brochures

August the 20th: Yes, folks, it's another cold, clammy day in England. A large crowd has gathered around the police station. Everybody--EVERYBODY--wishes to have contact with a certain little Irish writer within. Not to discuss his works, though the works are known to them; they've been published in the tabloid papers by the police under the heading "Barbaric Butcher's Brochures". No, they want to tear his very head from his body, for what it is alleged he did in the way of mortal damage to two soldiers in a nearby public lavatory. The night draws in. Nobody would say a word about him, except a fool like me [(and his skin)]..

Belong Nowhere

No dates to miss, no home to phone. No face to kiss, no good alone. No family, no history, a permenant delinquency. No will to smile, no room to cry. No time to think.

Behind The Moon

Green bed of bottles, open to the sky. Bare head of drunk man, the beads of sweat go dry. He says he's sorry, tender as a lamb. she says, "go", meaning, "stay", meaning, "You have to pay".

Be Dead

Break The Ease

(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy). Quiets her mouth with his eyes. Burning as they fade. she whispers, "Please just try to keep good thoughts of me". As everybody passed her by, he's the only one who waited.

Bourbon

(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy). she's learned to sleep with the lights on, and waits to cry. when she's deep. stays out every night, comes in alone with his key.

Blue Nubb

(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy). incapable of making anything make sense. it's an unforeseen waste of all your time. resting endlessly, while there's still a chance.

Brahm's Lullaby

Lullaby, and good night,. With pink roses bedight,. With lilies o'erspread,. Is my baby's sweet head.. Lay you down now, and rest,. May your slumber be blessed!.

Blackbird

Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. You were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird singing in the dead of night.

Best Of Me

yeah, yeah, yeah. . You've got away of holding me. But you never hold me back, oh yeah. You've got away of pushing me. But you never push me off track.

Best Of Me (mya Cover)

Black Dog

{Le chien est le meilleur ami de l'homme}. . Maniac creature with gigantic teething. Pay attention to that killing machine. Staring (at) me with eyes of hate.

Butterflies

She's got something that makes me wanna fly. She takes me higher, till I reach and touch the sky. She gives me glory and a love that makes me shine. .