In the spring, when this thing began. I was down, a dying man. And as I died and decayed. I pushed her away. Saying "Why don't you stay"?. . Days turned to dust, my heart ran dry.
Dr. Frank-N-Furter Whatever happened to Fay Wray?. That delicate satin draped frame. As it clung to her thigh, how I started to cry. 'Cause I wanted to be dressed just the same.
I'm not doin' fine, I'm desecrating lives. I boned a phone booth of a lady shaky heinous crimes. Nailing hands down to floorboards, angry side gone overboard.
Little Johnny dressed up for his California summer night. Lookin' prim and proper in his fancy suit, shirt and tie.. Raised to be a perfect child. Oh how they were suprised.
Footsteps in my heart. You left them walking away from me. Now that we're apart. The loneliness is all I see. The bridge is falling down. Call your name around and around.. Around.
Since the dawn of time, looking for a prey. This group of dildos, looking for a lay. . Fuckaholics, Fuckaholics, looking for a lay. Fuckaholics, Fuckaholics, ten pussies in a day.
Your life in god's hands, my brick in your hands. You're wasted, you're naked, like to play this sissy game?. I'm demonic hound my brick is your mouth.
There's a girl on my pillow. Starin' at me with those baby blues. And she's whisperin' sweet nothings. And now they don't mean nothin'. . School ain't shit, I read it in a book.
First Kiss. thanks to Annie for submitting thelyrics. . Live your life of many colors, show me something more. kick start my heart in your soft hands, show me love.
(Song of gratitude to St. Francis of Assisi). . My patron saint's a man who went. from town to town and paid no rent. The things he owned besides his soul.
the feeling is mutual. is what you will say. . if things turn out okay. if I were writing a play. . love will open our eyes. maybe. love will be a surprise.
These tiny bones, I lay them on my life. They are you and you and you. Arranged to be the skeleton of love. I sit inside them at attention. Like a dog waiting for its owner to return.
As I went out walkin' one fine summer's mornin'. The birds in the branches they did gaily sing. The lad and the lasses together were sportin'. Goin' down to the fact'ry their work to begin.
by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche. . Face down at Folk City. When you came in here your were looking so pretty. With your dracula cape and your bat what a pity.
Change all the things. That draw me to you. Do me a favor once in a while. Cut your hair, wear old clothes. Stay behind my doors. . You're hard to hold.
Baby, I know theres some hings in the past that you couldnt understand. But I now I wanna fix the bad and turn everything in good. Because you are my life, and I do love you!.
...Your castles are burning.... . So you're the king of the action. You want to have it all. But I say your headed for a fall. You're like a man on a mission.
Take a look at the world today, a lot of love seems to slip away. When the feelings start to fade, they start to run. It's not the way it's supposed to be, the flames of love only set you free.
Nownow that you have gone away. Where will you run, where will you stay?. You know you've been hiding for so long. Seesee all the love you left behind.
I was crossing the line one too many times. I was living on the run. Turning my face from the scene of the crime. When I saw the smoking gun. Day after day I tried to find a new way.