So do I hear you say.... "Yes, Howard, of course"?. . I demand special consideration as the most human. Now that's not much to ask, is it?. But it makes me feel like a force for evil.
You urban vision of loveliness. Moving scenes of skin. You understand the ways and means. Of city discipline. A structured life in some girls' rooms. Mirror glass and light.
Staring into the world what do you see?. Life seems so cold it's hard. This world is weeping. As far as the eye can see - 'Ocean of Tears'. No light to shine on earth.
I suspect you ain't so sweet. As the lust I'm concealing. My skin wants to crawl back home to ma. I've lost my way in my feelings. . You always collect your fists.
This is what I am - Flesh with a soul. This is what I'll be - Soul without flesh. Someday will come when I should die. Death for a flesh; life for my soul.
My mind, it ain't so open. That anything could crawl right in. . The last place to lose yourself. Is in the world where we all cling. . Oh, my lover, we are opening.
I believe all that I read now. Night has come off the corners. Shadows flicker sweet and tame. Dancing like crazy mourners. . The man with the hotdog sells lemonade.
I'm sick of working on the land. I wanna work with machines and look handsome. I have been indulging in ostentatious display. Doing little more than eat three square meals a day.
Keep it in the dark. You say now you want to stay. . Put on your clothes. I think you should go away. I can lose my way on the shortest of journeys. .
I'm such and such, I'm a scream. Bad choices take me to task you'll see. I'll take out the car. But nobody'll want to crash. . Take me with you. (I'm a party).
I wanted your heart. For the last time. I want to be in your bed. I want your words. To colour all that's been said. "i will love you when the devil is blind".
The newcomer arrives. Possession and guilt in his face. Apologizes to the customs man. For the gaping hole in his suitcase. . Says, I've seen where promises are made.
You think I'm a lame duck. I don't give a blue luck. I'm living like crazy. Driven to be lazy. . I blush like a tomato. Pale as a chipped potato. You're a real peach.
Goldfinger. He's the man, the man with the Midas touch. A spider's touch. . Such a cold finger. Beckons you to enter his web of sin. But don't go in. .
You're gonna give me immunity. You're gonna receive punishment. I'm gonna lose myself in you. Because you're not quite of this world. . There will be rooms.
It's always raining over the border. There's been a plane crash out there. In the wheatfields they're picking up the pieces. We could go and look and stare.
Got this bird's eye view and it's in my brain. Clarity has reared its ugly head again. So this is real life you're telling me. And everything is where it ought to be.
Bits of spirits were set on a carpet of carbon. Pieces of apes were placed in a time of ice and iron. . 'keep fit - survive'. . Primitive jeeps crushed fossils and ancient bone.
Once you had this promise. On the tip of your tongue. But it went without saying. It went on too long. . All the straws you clutched at. Have burst into flames.
Here is the love of your life. Once again, once again. Here is the love of your life. Once again, once again. . She fits the part, she fills the space.