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Close To My Fire
Strike a match and set me on fire. Watch it burn and flames getting higher. You light me up, sweet old desire. So won't you come close to my fire?. . ().
Chocolate Jesus
Don't go to church on Sunday. Don't get on my knees to pray. Don't memorize the books of the Bible. I got my own special way. But I know Jesus loves me.
Can't Let Go
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Cadillac Assembly Line
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Christmas Date Blues
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Cup Of Wonder
May I make my fond excuses. For the lateness of the hour,. But we accept your invitation,. And we bring you Beltane's flower.. For the May Day is the great day,.
Crossword
Walking on air. Shoulder and head above you. Down in the street. Black canyons walking through. . Hooded sad eyes. Fixed on your shuffle shoes. Life is a clue in your crossword.
Crossfire
Spring lights in a hazy May. And a man with a gun at the door. Someone's crawling on the roof above. All the media here for the show. . I've been waiting for our friends to come.
Critique Oblique (part Ii)
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Cross-eyed Mary
Who would be a poor man. A beggar man, a thief. If he had a rich man in his hand?. And who would steal the candy. From a laughing baby's mouth. If he could take it from the money man?.
Critique Oblique (part I)
Critic of the black and white. It's your first night.. The Passion Play gets in the way,. Spoils your insight.. . Tell me how the baby's made,. How the lady's laid,.
Critique Oblique
Critic of the black and white. It's your first night.. The Passion Play gets in the way,. Spoils your insight.. . Tell me how the baby's made,. How the lady's laid,.
Crew Nights
Tear it down in double quick time. To get the eighth truck shifted 'bout midnight. The locker rooms are empty but the (Strobo Tickers?)(strobe boats?).
Crazed Institution
Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull;. just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul;. you can wear a gold Piaget on your Semaphore wrist;.
Crash-barrier Waltzer
And here slip I --- dragging one foot in the gutter --- some only son's mother. Baker Street casualty. in the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap Old Lady Grey; crash-barrier waltzer --- radios. And there sits she --- no bed, no bread, no butter --- on a double yellow line --- where she can park anytime. move the old lady on. Feet in sticking plaster --- Oh, Mr. Policeman --- blue shirt ballet master. his Romeo to her Juliet. Strange pas-de-deux --- Her sleeping draught, his poisoned regret. No drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness. I'll pay the bill and make her well - like hell you Oh officer, let me send her to a cheap hotel --- bloody will! to be still more independent. No do-good over kill. We must teach them.
Conundrum
Away out in Egypt in the valley of kings. Where the mummified pharaohs. Pretend dead in their sleep. . Don't touch, never ever steal. Unless you're in for the kill.
Coronach
(Words and music by David Palmer). . Grey the mist --- cold the dawn;. cruel the sea and stern the shore.. Brave the man who sets his course. For Albion..
Commons Brawl
All right and honorable gentlemen. And lady, too. Will kindly try to restrain themselves. In derring-do. . As verbal hard graffiti flies. And echoes wall to wall.
Cold Wind To Valhalla
And ride with us young bonny lass ---. with the angels of the night.. Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size. unicorn.. Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind.
Circular Breathing
Pick up my wings and fly. Into a constable sky.. Look down on the world and try. To make you out on the distant ground.. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town..
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