It's a hell of a town. There's smoke coming up through the holes in the ground. It's a hell of a town. Plenty of devils for taking you down. Any time of night and day.
Take a knife. Cut out this heart of ice. Hold it high. Walk into the sun. Take a knife. Cut out this heart of ice. Hold it high. Walk into the sun. Take a knife.
It was on a summer night, she says, a year ago today. Packed, the place was packed. The chicos lookin' for some play. He wore a satin shirt and said a prayer to Yemayá.
I'm in a movie. Where boy meets girl. What happens to me. In this brave new world. . Do I listen to my heart, do I listen to my head?. Do I look at what I see, or remember what I read?.
I've just been to see my best friend. He's got another girl. Says she's just about the best thing. In the whole damn world. . And he says can't you see what the little lady's done for me.
There's a guy goin' round the town. You got to check what he is puttin' down. Just one look you know the story is great. He's the guy the chicks love and the cats can't hate.
How sweet it is to be loved by you. How sweet it is to be loved by you. I needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you were. I needed someone to understand my ups and downs and there you were.
It's of a pretty female as you will understand. Her mind was set on rambling into a foreign land. She dressed herself in man's attire and boldly did appear.
I get a-high (oh yes) blood pressure (oh yes). When you call my name (oh yes). Uh-uh-huh (oh yes). I get a high (oh yes) blood pressure (oh yes). When you call my name.
[Between or bedwin] , I feel the sweet I meen the flowers. For a couple of [powers or hours] , what a beautiful thing. . The hoods full of kids that ar thirsty and bold.
{*Premier scratching: "If you ain't real about it, don't talk"*}. [Guru]. It's ninety degrees on the corner, in the summer heat. Dreamin of beach houses, mad ladies and Hummer jeeps.
It's in these letters that we write. To our friends and family. Spilling secrets of our past. A brief history. Packed with pills, alcohol. And cuts that'll run so deep.
the sun is always warmer. when we're not in winter. the ice is always melting. when you're already falling to the sidewalks. cursing up a storm. praying that i would catch you.
(taped narrative):. Awake at 5am. Mr Hughes was right in retrospect. He knew the climate. I was a farm hand in Ross County. Then he came. The Hurricane.
And it's painless. Sitting in subterranea. Ancient reference. To Mesopotamia. And it's quiet again. Hidden fragments, surface now. Repetitious history.
I'm eternally grateful. To my past influences. But they will not free me. I am not diseased. All the people ask me. How I wrote "Elastic Man". . Life should be full of strangeness.
Ah ah ah oooh. Hot came the wind. Hot came the wind. It was watery. It was Chino, like last song. Rolled oats. A man, a nasty slice of innocent. Step alligator.
Hot June, summer afternoon. Hot June, summer afternoon. . Alan Brazil and Hatton on about 'discipline for all'. Involved in hyper-bowl about the track checklist..
Hot aftershave bop. Canisters from orange box. Bop aftershave shock. Courtesy orange box. Hey diggy diggety dog. Hot aftershave bop. Furniture defrost.
Hit the North. My Cat says eeeee-ack. Hit the North. 95% of hayseeds are corn-pones, guaranteed. Computers infest the hotels. Cops can't catch criminals.