Now it begins, now that's you've gone. Needles and pins, twilight till dawn. Watching the clock till you return. Lighting that torch and watching it burn.
Hello Mr. Big Shot. Say, you're looking smart. I've had a tiring day. I took the kids along to the park. . You've become a stranger. Every night with the boys.
You always said I wouldn't stay. I guess you saw the way before it all began. I've always been a changin' train. And when you think on this you might forgive me then.
I don't know why you couldn't see. The damaged that you've done to me. Now it's too late for you to retry. Yeah im over it. I don't want you back. I did all that i could do.
Try to make yourself a work of art like me you can't. See?. Only me. What your mind, so sound and safe, cannot know. This was my plot.
A rock there is where, as they say, the ocean dew distills. And from its beetling brow, there pours a copious stream for pitchers to be dipped therein.
My eyes have seen the glory of the tramplin at the zoo,. We washed our hands in niggers blood and all the mongrals too,. We're bringing down the zog machine jew by jew by jew,.
You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for words. Like glorious, glamorous and that old standby amorous. It's all too wonderful, I'll never find the words.
In this secret way. He knew you first. . And from those lips, a seed. . Your mouth dropped open. Darkness fell out. . Kept close in skin. Kept close in blood.
Long you both laid in the sun's yellow stare. On the edge with eyes rolled back in the waves we calling him. As he teetered on the edge. The waves were calling him.
[partial word version]. . Minus. It's the minus times. Minus times. . Bitter serum and sting rays. Breathe in water through the punctured throat. Scars like rope.
You called me late from a friend's phone. And you were looking for a friend. I told you. I'd take you to the place you love. . Had your back faced towards the water.
I remember your hands at my throat,. A sweet reminder how you'll never let go.. To convey is this the best way you know?. There's nothing better than to ever stoop this low....
Oh I was walking down the street. When a man came up to me. And said don't I know you?. And I said, well, you might do. . But the thing is ooh, the thing is.
I look at your face and I see it's red. you got a lot on your plate that is in your head. you think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees. and when I say why don't you plant a coin.
There will be days. We'll be in each others way. Down each others throats. Like you wouldn't believe. . But then who was it said. Married life begins in bed.
Oh, it's the niceness of it all,. Baby, it's the niceness of it all,. Whether you are close to me or far,. It doesn't matter in the least,. As long as I can be with you,.
Oh, it's the niceness of it all,. Baby, it's the niceness of it all,. Whether you are close to me or far,. It doesn't matter in the least,. As long as I can be with you,.
I wouldn't be glad wouldn't be sad. I wouldn't be good if I knew what I could. And I hate to go. But I must you know. . Duty calls. Niagara falls. See it go down.
One and one and two are three. If you adhere to Irish logic. That's just one of the many jokes of which. the Irish are the topic. You can talk about the luck of but in.