Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today, madam,. Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.. She is sorry to be delayed,. But last evening down in lover's lane she strayed, madam,.
Me oh my I can't believe my eyes. Everything I care about is gone. I wonder why. Life is tough no matter how I try. . Tell me that I'm dreaming. Tell me it's a lie.
So you say. You're living just for fun. Isn't it enough?. So you say. You wait o will it come. Isn't it enough?. You a prisoner of loving. You're chained and bound.
When the rain is blowin' in your face. And the whole world is on your case. I could offer you a warm embrace. To make you feel my love. . When evenin' shadows and the stars appear.
Somewhere in this sea of Club Milks. Tea and ashtrays. There is a song. I'm in the crow's nest with binoculars. Just waiting for one to come along. I've seen the flare so I know it's there.
Can't deny this feels good. Sugar fountain to the sky. I'm on top of a sweetness. I'm in need I do not know. . Up here breezes blow so blue. A kisses breath calmly soothes.
You say I get a little nasty. You say I'm just showing off. In front of the visitors. You say I'm going. For cheap, cheap laughs. . He's my offstage prompter.
They had the righteous stuff. They were really quite daring/arrogant. In their magnificent flying machines. They were the chosen few. They loved God and the flag.
She's like a stellar. She's got a fella. She knows Italian too. She just started driving you. . I feel I know the man on Mir. I'd love to see what he can see.
Meon. Does anybody want to take me on. Does anybody want to hear the things I have to say. I fear today. Does anybody want to see me cry. If I'm the only one I'd rather die.
It's men like you. That make me sick. Start me off. So Come on. . It's men like you. I'd like to crack. Your head wide open. And leave you smokin. So come on.
I'm beside myself. But does it matter. . It's good to hear you're doing well. But does it matter. . I'm beside myself. But does it matter. . It's good to hear you're doing well.
Fly, your head high still at 7AM. I stay up waiting for you to land. You're such a mess and you know. Chasing and chasing the afterglow. . So, I have your name on the tip of my lips.
Emelie is sad. Emelie is sad. Emelie is sad. She used to be glad. Now Emelie's been had. Emelie's been had. Emelie's been had. She might never be glad.
For as long as I can remember I have wanted to. Silence every beating heart; every sound of breathing. Now there is something inside of me that aches as I hear you.
Music, lyrics and arrangements by Daniel Gildenlöw. . Martius. . I'm at the line - I see it all. I am Nauticus now. And so much more. I am all you know.
Into your eye line. Keep me in your sights. I asked about you. And how to get into your life. Like daylight through a stained-glass window. Our colours run.
My mercury's in retrograde. My mercury's in retrograde. My mercury's in retrograde. My mercury's in retrograde. . Mercury's in, Mercury's in, Mercury's.
Attention, unbelievers. Fashion victims, opportunists. Blood sport, cop killer. Don't trust art, don't trust culture. . Cancel your thoughts out forever.