City High, Booga Bassment. Here come another one, uh. . I know things ain't work out for you and me, lady. But don't worry 'bout my child. 'Cause I'm gonna take care of him baby.
Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story?. Saturday night was at this real wild party. They had the liquor overflowin' the cup. About 5 or 6 strippers trying to work for a buck.
Put your pain aside. It's not the end of time. From where I'm standing. . Come outside. Before you come undone. We'll take a drive. So you can breathe.
how'd you get this number? Get my name from a paper?. Are you calling here behalf yourself or for somebody else?. You lookin for my leader? Or just some company?.
There was a poor soul, lost in the darkness, without hope to light. the way. Time was exhausted, Life had seemed wasted,. then he came to Light the way..
For too long,. love seemed like an illusion,. its golden promise. obscured. by reason and confusion.. Too often,. its favours were thrust upon me.. An invasion..
You've waited your whole life for this night. Feet don't fail me now. You've waited your whole life to get here. Feet don't fail me now. Feels like the world has started spinning upside down.
Fallow fields have fallen, sallow, sallow. Victim to encryption, disclosing an unspoken plea.. And the stars sang of the scorpion sun. to impale impaling impaled who for mercy begged for drought and blight..
With our minds we design. Stamp our mark in passing time. Never weighing out the price. Of our selfish deadly pride. . Foolish fascination. Advance in decadence.
We went up to the buliding site/saw the building and the concrete piles/and. watched them all working/building muscles and no-one smiled/we stood there and.
Snap our heads back like a baby bird. It is time to be fed with sand again. We will plunge our bodies upon the dirt. And let the Earth eat through our pores.
Pull back the hammer. and throw it at me like I was your best friend. For a bulls-eye I'll shut my eyes for you.
Engineers of the dead. Architects of destiny. A dying grace, a gift. Our lives are saved by our own incoherence. Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia.
At the peak of evolution's tower we perch. and glare downward toward the understrappers below. Unable to see all the way to the bottom. Unable to care even if we could.
With a W and a W and a W dot. With a W and a W and a W dot. With a W and a W and a W dot. . Ooh, Mr. Murdoch can I show you around?. A new religion, no beat no rhythm.
We must be strong. We carry on. Never alone. Our wrath has grown. Were all for one. The time has come. To save our souls. No one will ever know. . You see it happen all the time.
Creation, not so much out of the blue as. Once upon a time there was a pile of brown. And out of that brown grew pips and seeds. And worms crawled from out of that brown.
Through eating too much supper before I went to bed. Strange thoughts came on my slumber, strange thoughts came in my head. This world seemed topsy-turvey and people of reknown.
Don't know why I feel. This way every night. Somehow lost my way. On this timeless flight All these feelings I keep locked up inside. . I've pulled and twisted all those strings.