Maybe i should have more patience. A paradox posing as a problem. A wash in this sea of nonsense. Spun around and right back again. I want too much. I tell you.
Look at me, I'm on the tele-V. How could this be? It's me on Channel 3. Shiny shoes and shiny hair. My stylist told me what to wear. She said to smile and look real thin.
Oh please, cutie won't you come and meet me. Underneath the elm outside. We'll hug and giggle, maybe our lips will wiggle. Spend the day in sweet delight.
She wants to be in magazines. And be beautiful for everyone to see. It's raining in her room again. So she turns off the TV. . She wants to be on movie screens.
Maybe you'll jump into. My ship and blast away. Over the blueish sky. Into out starry night. We'll travel to the moon. Over the Milky Way. Straight for orion's belt.
I want to slice my life into a thousand pieces. I want to stab this pen into the side of my wrist. I want to end it all in a bloody, bloody mist. I want to fuck the world over and over again?.
I'm talking to a space ship. I'm planning out an acid trip. While digging wires through the ground. I find a way to not be found. I learned to walk on water too.
Welcome to the revolution, the new rock revolution. I am right and you are wrong. Every dynasty will fall, a great big fall. Let's tear the wall brick by brick by brick.
I feel as nervous as a Christian scientist. One with a severed artery across his wrist. We'll stop the bleeding but it's sure to infect. Who ever thought breaking hearts was such an easy task?.
Archive this time inside your head. For when you're feeling dead. And there's noone to think of. If you can't figure this out this time. Maybe you should have stayed.
You've heard it all before. You're locking up your door. Apologies are not accepted. And things are the way we left them. . When I place these pieces.
I don't want to die. Till I'm twenty-six. Live in my house. Way up in the hills. . You're never, never, never. Going to gain control your life is empty.
Staring off, into outer-space stumbling, creating my entity. One that is, not belonging in my Kino sphere. I want to perfect the art of doing nothing.
Open letter to the editor, here it comes. I'm sick and tired of this goddamn love crap. I'm sick and tired of this alligator love trap. Hey, October, won't you come and save the day?.
You try my patience. And I break your outer shell. It's inside the sweetness. But you hide it so well. . Hell is for heroes. They got another single out.
I really want to know. Did you really have to go?. I really want to know. I said I really want to know. Did you really have to go?.
Standing bold Romantic Warrior. Timeless one in amour gold. Giving your message to warriors all. The victory of victories is about to be told. Dont succumb to the sorceress warriors.
He plays his song. One more reason. It's simply what he loves. A musician, the musician.
The aching heart, there's no delight. Dreams die in endless night. The lonely soul has yet to see. One love being warm and free. . Paradise is gone. Yet, it can come back.