The circus day never lacks. of figures dipped in the muck. a hundrend eyes on you... you got a boner. . The picture vault always there. haunted proof that you're scared.
All of my days your shadow puppets dance on each service,. . and I confess I wish I could dance with them. . and I must run to the next task on this long list.
Melody inside my head, memories I cannot shed. . Musics a tall strong tree, and with love is the only way to be. . Pretty people and their pretty things,.
What have I done with life, I close my eyes, and now I say I can't see. Because of the tears that fall, I've built the walls and now unfortunately. Well, I try to talk to you, and I can't break through, and it's killing me..
[Verse 1]. . I just can't sleep without you boy. A full set of stars are out tonight. I wear my heart out on my sleeve. I put it there for you to see.
[Verse 1]. . I've got my hands around your neck, my lips up on your chest. You love it how I need you boy. Oh dare I say the rest. The people they can stare, I don't mind it, I don't care.
Every tree is green again in the. Wood out my back door. Every spring that scene, again. Faithful coming as before. And every living thing is sure. . With time to come of age.
I don't believe we've met. But I know who you are. Your story made the papers. Most Wanted ran your name. . The press called out for justice. For all the misery, the pain.
Scattered out along the bay,. and I thought I heard her calling,. As the steamer pulled away,. The invaders must have seen them,. As across the coast they filed,.
Listen, do you hear them drawing near,. In their search for the sinners?. Feeding on the power of our fear,. And the evil within us.. Incarnation of Satan's creation of all that we dread,.
Well the way things are going. It won't be very long. Till them flashing neon signs. Are all but gone. They say the nightlife ain't the right life. Pour the whiskey down the drain.
Are we alone?. Is there more than we believe in?. Haunting these walls. Shadows crawling out, revealing. Fear in me, Stays in me. . The nightmares inside here.
I've fought another day,. Lose another chance to break away. From all I cannot bear.. I suffer through through the shame. Wishing hope would just abandon me.
These coins have heads imprinted on them. And below the heads "E. Pluribus Unim". It's time to wash the Shroud of Turin. It's all crusty and caked with shit from the Charles Mountain.
We got here quick. With help from God. He's not so bad. For that we're glad. He did his part. To help find the foot. That's so very, very, good..
I am so tired of your verbal haranguings. I am not a doormat or a wall hanging. I am an ox. Respected in my community. And I demand impunity. From your verbal haranguings.
I'm being chased by an Ox. I'm out of his sight. But I've got to keep running.. When opportunity knocks. don't put up a fight. Take it.... He's close behind but he'll never catch me.
Here it is. The thugs must have dropped it. How lucky for us. We would have stopped at nothing. To get the box with your foot in it. But luckily we stopped here first.
How can we search for an ox foot in box. When we keep slipping on these Goddamned rocks. Let's use the sacred Shroud of Turin to clean the shit off these rocks.
You can stay at the Charles Mansion. when there is no room at the Inn.. A feast of friends, the Best of Tension. You've lost your virginity again.. Our family welcomes you inside.