Tastes Like Chicken

Town Of Mirrors

I know this party hat. I know this crown. I believe the study of ratings. Will bring the honest man down. Bring the honest man down. In the town of mirrors.

Tight Globes

Blonde machine in yellow spacecar. Zip your legs in smooth rubber. You pass me and harass me. Number one is on the run. . I saw you outta my cave. You didn't see me.

The Big Make-over

Now see this!. We are O.K.. Fallen over. Hear me when I grunt. Supper reappearing during lift-off. And a number of saints. Pull into the station. Gotta get gassed.

The Ash Grey Proclamation

Well the shuttle bus is leaving us. It has collected 50 souls. Who have redefined our roles. And in the curtain there are holes. So we can see them. .

Television Prison

Cigarette burnholes in the forest floor. Carry on children in the firecracker store. w/ two men gone & the other one missing. Yours are the lips that I'll be kissing.

The State

In my darkest hour I breathe out the name and sigh. I'm for her to devour to rape with whips of shame... and I sigh. . The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for.

The Kiss Of Death

Close... the shadows creep close. A failure drifting lost in cold embrace. Pain...every cut of pain. Makes him bleed and weak, fall from grace. . On and on I bleed... on and on I bleed.

The Living Dead

Eyelash dead on a pale white cheek. Couldn't stay awake to bleed. I drank long and deep from the fount unwillingly pouring it in. What I did suck from that scentless mouth was the taste of the nothing.

The Exciter

You're under my skin the poison within. Diabolical rapture that's dripping with sin. Break down my will, a kiss for the kill. Bury me deep between death and the thrill.

The Glow Of The Flames

Temptation awaits as she opens the gates. And I kneel down before her. The scent of her rides in the breath of the night. And I'm breathing the curse.

The Darkest Lie

There you lay. Innocence in heat. The tension builds up with the sin so sweet. . And you close your eyes. . And you give into it wholly. And you inhale the scent unholy.

Thunderhead

Well, she was wild. She would do anything. Crawl over her head backwards. Like it was 1963. . She sleeps in garbage. Oh Shit! Should I be alone. She's got a simple case of what they call.

The Stranger In Our Town

There's a stranger in our town. he's got a burning eye. he wants to get off on you.... . The last time that he was here. he had a roving eye. he smiled as he got off on you....

The Lie

The lie. Now I know the lie. now I know the lie. now I know the lie. . You keep me on the highway. I never get to come down. You really don't want me to make it.

The Great Divide

I saw you. talking 'bout plagues and peoples. you're on override. you are lost on the Great Divide. . You see. that you're preaching old ideas. that when worlds collide.

The Las Vegas Story

The Fire Of Love

The fire of love is burning deep. The fire of love won't let me sleep. Oh my love, hear this my plea. Because of you, it's burning me. . The sun beats down with its fiery glow.

The Breaking Hands

The sun and sea are smiling. While you're going to bed. Wish Allah would will me. A piece of iron in my head. . On my knees and wishing. On my knees and breaking hands.

The Creator Was A Master Plan