Honesty is out of style. So hammer in the coffin nails. A message sent across to land. With kisses for you. . Well tell them nothing. Our little secret.
I was waiting for a cross-town train. In the London underground when it struck me. That I've been waiting since birth to find a love. That would look and sound like a movie.
Lyrics : JB Music : MT. Crimes of passion. ruled his mind. the anger inside. compassion he will. Never find. The Pain and Pleasure. of the blade. And he loved.
Well I've felt worse and I have felt. Better than this. I've made a pacifier. Out of my fist. . Well I don't care when bones are bare. The mind can't interfere.
Freed the daytime with indifference. Watch the twilight starve the sun. Shuffle home against the darkness. Turn the key and bite your tongue. . And please be strong.
Cleopatra Street, stucco ceiling with stars. Stucco ceiling with stars looking over. Carpet three inches deep. On the formative floors. . Cleopatra Street, sidewalk covered in cars.
chainsmoking in the u.s.a.. i bought another fuckin' pack today. a cup of coffee in palestine. a good friend and a bottle of wine. . heavy metal at a puppet show.
Uhh, hey. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. Speak on it now. Carhoppers, car, carhoppers. . Uhh, uhh, I call girls carhoppers.
Did you sweep us far from your feet?. Reset in stone this stark belief. Salted eyes and a sordid dye. Too many years. . But don't despair. This day will be the damnedest day.
All the guys. That really have the money. Are too old. To have a good time with it. . Too old to turn the women on. Too old to have a fast car and drive it.
Cursed to be born. Beautifil, poor and female. There's none that suffer more. . She's the queen of the bees. That buzz in the bars. Fresh as a strawberry.
All she wanted me to do was help her cook the rice. Can you help me please cook the rice?. I will get the knife, the fork, the napkin on the table. All you got to do is help me cook the rice.
Perry Farrell: vocals. Peter DiStefano: guitars. Martyn Le Noble: bass. Stephen Perkins: drums, percussion. Sound additives: Skatemaster Tate and Matt Hyde.
City Zen citizens walking past. Head down heading for. Nowhere fast. Keeping ahead. Keep business busy. Making bizarre schemes. To make us dizzy. Now I don't know.
I got the message from you. It left me blackened and blue. All I need is what I have. Yes, I know that must sound bad. But I speak only the truth. . Now there's nothing left to say.
Is anybody captain of this ship?. A steady hand is needed, I'm not in. . Here we go now. . Captain Plastic -. The trouble with reality. Is it's true. Drastic Drastic -.
If you want the big one. You'll have to queue and if you do, you're gonna get some. If you want the big one. You'll have to queue and if you do, you're gonna get some.
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We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey. We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey. We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey. We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey.
Coin operated boy. Sitting on the shelf. He is just a toy. but i turn him on. And he comes to life. Automatic joy. That is what i want. Oh. Coin operated boy.