We checked out all the prophecies. We studied fat philosophies.. We made a graph... We chanted ooooommmmm. "ommni Padhni Disney Iceman Acme leary Marx Illuminatus Christus Clarke...".
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The dragon slips into the water. And the tiger bites. . Its claws. And we'll sing only as angels sing. The. . Floor will clear, we'll walk with eyes fixed forward.
We will sow the seeds together. We shall feed the fertile ground. We will. . wait then we shall gather fruits to feed our hungry mouths. We'll feast,.
With supple hands and iron will, we'll shape the land - we shall rebuild.. . We'll make the world a garden - we'll only scatter seed. We'll turn the. .
My building's full of little holes with heads in,. staring at the street.. They sometimes topple forwards,. then stick at one another,. passing freaks..
Michael couldn't understand,. why people shook him by the hand,. then laughed at him and talked behind his back.. . Michael didn't know the rules,. Abused, confused at all the schools they sent him to - gave him the view to leave..
They recycled all the cripples; resurrected all the dead.. In a technicolour sundown, they had 'em standing on their heads.. Now they're propping up our front line, but behind them is a plague..
Madman! He squats on my shoulder with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise,. annoys, destroys his toys and tries to fix them. But his world is made of.
The street looked kind of different - harsher colours sharper. Angles. Shops stacked high with stereos and rows of magazines. Smells. Of coffee, glossy limousines. The sun danced on the chromium. Slant.
Airport torture. Patience! Wait! The. tannoy shouts you've just arrived and fingers. tap and eyes are strained - they wander through. the queue for recognition. Soon we'll be together - sharing.
Cracks appear and cobwebs creep and dust rests on the shoulders.. Mirrors lie and photographs lie back and laugh. And it only takes. . a push and China Doll will fall apart. But it only takes a touch.
Under the table and down in the pit with out plastic. potatoes and Joe-Joe the dove on the spit. On the. spoons you made rhythm; I whistled the blues cos.
Fifteen storeys high, the black curtains drawn, and. the sun is just a brat that spits and the goes away. The. T.V. chatters, there's a pile of letters scattered on.
Penguin spins the caviar... Trois rouge. We drown it quick before it. hatches. We wash it down with absynthe, spit it out with roses. Captain. turns the hoses on the crawling crowd. We're on a cloud, we're on our.
"Don't mind me..." she whispered. "Go ahead and do just what you want to do.. Go rob a bank or go smash a window. I'll be waiting here with your slippers.
Get right down and work, work. Beat it, eat it, lick it out, and. drink it down and spit it out. The Love Machine. demands a sacrifice. The Love Machine demands a sacrifice. 500 pounds.
Kissing frogs is fine when you're single, when you've time to spare. You. hold the mirror, comb your hair, the manna drops down from heaven. But. spare a thought for me; light a candle. Place me in the flame....
Reflecting on the Empire after eight... pig's head on a plate. white wine... The mint imperials circulated... Captain sips his brandy,. curses Ghandi, dreams Napoleon and Delhi turns to jelly; Bombay ducks;.
The right hand grips, the left hand slides. The pennies drop,. the boxes glide. It never stops. She worked the line. blind. Folded, pushed, . . . A pirhouette. No thought, no joy,.