Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!. Thou art the potter, I am the clay.. Mold me and make me after thy will,. while I am waiting, yielded and still..
My mother says I'm great. And it always makes me sad. I don't think she's being nice. I really think she believes that. So now I bend my days around the people.
When I was young and lived along the Meramec. Washed in the river when the water ran clean. Waited for the day I could buy me a Cadillac. And see a lot of things that I never had seen.
Кружляли темним смерчем,. Чорнотою очі заливали,. Відривали крила.. Пір'я падали у гниль,. Не даючи злітати,. У променях зірок купатись.. . Нема подій, що кличуть жити,.
Humble Daisy. Form a chain to hold all battleships in check. Humble Daisy. Knit a ladder down to nature's sunken wreck. . Ragged rug unbound. Tangle trip the lovers.
An alchemy, human alchemy. We stole them from their freedom to be sold. To turn their skins of black into the skins. Of brightest gold. An alchemy, human alchemy.
Holly up on Poppy. Canter never stop. She has escaped from the world. Where they bake beautiful girls. . Holly up on Poppy. Trotting to the top. She talks and banners unfurl.
Hold me my daddy,. I never felt lower than dirt on the floor.. I say hold me my daddy,. I never felt like crying oceans before.. . If this means war, why are we in it?.
Here comes President Kill again,. Surrounded by all of his killing men.. Telling us who, why, where and when,. President Kill wants killing again.. . Hooray, ring out the bells,.
Oh heli, oh heli. I'm crouching here with a telescope in hand. Looking across our lego land. I really think it's about time that she came down. . She a laughing giggly whirlybird.
Heaven is paved with broken glass,. Since your hammer struck my heart,. This world, a hell of trees and grass.. All is wrong like north gone south,. There's a bad taste in my mouth..
She likes it hot. She likes a tan. She steals my infra red when I'm gone. Oh no can it be. We're heading for a heatwave. . Her legs are brown. A trace of rust.
"papersnow". From no talking just heads. . (a. partridge, c. frantz, j. harrison, t. "blast" murray, t. weymouth). . Andy partridge: vocals, whistles and lyrics.
Have you seen Jackie?. He's a strange strange strange little girl. Make up on his face and his hair in curls. Have you seen Jackie?. She's a strange strange strange little boy.
See the flowers round the altar. See the peaches in tins 'neath the headmaster's chair. Harvest festival. . See the two who've been chosen. See them walk hand in hand to the front of the hall.
Have you got Miss Fortune, she's the daughter of rich parents,. All she does is cry. One four-letter word is all she wants. But you can't buy love so there's no supply..
When We're laying in bed. And We're laying in love. You and the blackness. Fit me like a velvet glove. That's why I go crazy. When you flick on your lamp.
Sometimes I feel so temporary. Just like these stars. Did somebody say. They might not even be there anyway. I lie awake. And think of all the time it might take to reach them.
[Chorus: Mykki Blanco]. Popping pills this Molly heat. And they're rising on their feet. Take some xans to come down. Now I'm feeling dead. Popping pills this Molly heat.
Well, there's not a girl around that can make me settle down. 'Cause I'm a happy go lucky truck driver. I'm happy and carefree yeah and that's just how I wanna be.