It's opening night, everything's going fine. Finally finding a timeless time. It's an open line. . And angle your way through the actors and sets. Entrance, exits, dressing rooms.
If you're not a commodity, why are you so scarce. Invisible even in your solar flares. I battled your intensity. You really got propensity. To burn, to burn.
I am the spirit of christmas yet to come. The future, the source of your grief. And all the little details and the things left undone. Catching you up underneath.
All this body gets in the way (it's so far away). A reminder, a viewfinder for you. Poor old mr. faust, he had to sign in blood. Surrounded by temptation, brimstone and mud.
The plague burns on and on. It's pitiless, it's vivid in the sky (in the sky). The sun glows out and on. It's merciless, even when you're up this high (in the sky).
You are altogether beautiful. Oh girl companion of mine. And there is no defect in you. There is no defect in you. With me from lebanon my bride. With me from lebanon, may you come.
The oceans are drying, children stop crying. We're trying, we're dying to leave this island to you. No recovery, each day's a terrible discovery. Under the wound they cover me, is this true.
In some lysergic africa, you've come back as a warrior. In abyssinia. Now the elephants are dead and gone. And everything's been put back wrong. Ivory and diptheria.
Well I'm a skyscraper carnivore. Living on the thirteenth floor. The wife's got scabies, the dog's got rabies. The kids are having fun just having babies.
As I was coming home up the street. I saw a sight that almost made me sick. I saw my girl, my lovely Sue. Walking 'round with you.
Silvermine, I'm falling into this. Silvermine and no way through. Silvermine I can't relinquish this. Silvermine neither can you. . I led him down to it.
The silence is wrong. He/You can't find the hotel. It was a while back. It's just a shell. And the place where it stood. Just a field full of weeds. It's a done deal (don't forget the silencer).
Hello sweet creature. Won't you give me some bloodlike guarantee. I've been listening to myself too long. And they're making a prophet out of me. I'm as empty as a shell can ever be.
At the heart of her outrage. There lies a veil of tears. Stories of lost times. She'll spread among the fields. And we touched the land. Of weeds where nothing grows.
Isadore Columbine woke up in the dunes. How she came to be there no one ever knew, shakedown. They took him in for questioning, they didn't get a thing.
You never shoulda used magic. To summon me back here. The consequences could be rather tragic. But that's a real good trick my dear. . And all the time I'm under the impression.
Got your whiskey and Coke. You may appreciate this joke. You seem like a decent bloke. You're doing pretty well. No one could never tell that. . You've got your guitar by a string.
Starboard and port. Comes creeping in the mist. I'm lost in thought. Lost in the thought of this. . Seasick. Seasick. . The lovers flowing in. The traffic comes and goes.
[Verse 1]. Does your vagina have a brand?. Let your vagina start a band. If your vagina lands in prison. Then the world is gonna listen. . My vagina is tough and dangerous.