Flight 232 heading for destruction. Unaware of heir destiny. They didn't get the instructions. Counting the dead. Scattered in the cornfield. They ended up as figures.
Looking ahead. Watching my empire. Go up in flames. I'm walking on thin ice. Look at my hands. They are covered in grease. Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean.
Sky-high income A place in the red sun Depend on the big gun. To play in the big run. You pay, I stay One day, I pray. Hypocrisy in the land of the free.
Drowning in shit. From the evil force. Deep in the bottomless pit. You're falling, falling. Remove all the fear. From your shimmering sight. You will see everything clear.
You won't like it. You won't feel it. Take it outside before the pain begins. We can't win this. We're all losers. Crawling up the ladder 'til we're all insane.
The black horizon. Distant dreams. The dirt inside me. Lightning screams. The light will lead me. Paper burns. The edge of anger. Faces turn. Take it away.
Take care of me. I'm in pain. Sweet sweet pain. Open my soul to your blessing rain. Feeling alive. Blue blue skies. Enter my body, make me high. Take me up.
Switch on - switch off. Switch on - switch off. Some days I feel like throwing up. In spite of what you say. I never let the lies get to me. I throw them away.
Don't talk to me. Just stay inside your nightmare. Don't blind me. Nobody likes you anywhere. Stay away. From masters of the unborn. Break away. Your soul will be torn.
Lying on my weak side the agony continues. Fading by the hour I think I've lost my power. Now I am defending my right to be in this place. Trading all my life force I see his face.
He feeds off the sun. He makes love in the rain. Strokes himself with hands of leather. Hands of Leather. I want you. His nail slowly dives. Into my skin.
How do I know. How do I care. How do I know. Is it fake. Is it fake. Someone is slaughtered. Someone will bleed. Who will be punished. Who will be free.
As you take me by the hand. no beginning and no end. is it real or pretend. is it lies or the truth. . all these voices sound the same. someone whispering your name.
In 1980, as part of a project called Word of Mouth, I was invited, along with a living other artists, to go to Panape, a tiny island in the middle of the Pacific. The idea was that we'd sit around talking for a few days and that the conversations would be made into a talking record..
What Fassbinder is it?. The one-armed man walks into a flower shop and says:. What flower expresses days go by. and they just keep going by endlessly.
It's midnight downtown. It's been raining for days. Rain beats down.. It covers the streets with its sparkling skin.. . In the deli purple light. A woman in a party dress pays for some milk.
I wanted you. and I was looking for you. but I couldn't find you. I wanted you. and I was looking for you all day. but I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you. you're walking. and you don't alw.
It's a good time far bankers and winners and sailors. With their stories of jackpots and islands of pleasure. They keep their treasures locked in Iron Mountain.
Last night I dreamed I died and that my life had been rearranged into some kind of theme park. and all my friends were walking up and down the boardwalk. and my dead grandmother was selling cott.