I bet that you like Julian Cope. Don't tell me you don't. Don't don't don't.
I can't believe I'm stuck here in the room. When I look out my window at night I don't see the moon. But I'm happy to be happy again. . I've been pitching the idea ever since I was 22.
I can't believe I'm stuck here in the room. When I look out my window at night I don't see the moon. But I'm happy to be happy again. . I've been pitching the idea ever since I was 22.
I'm no gunslinger. Ain't been west of Texas. Oh I'm a deep thinker. And I know who DeCartes is. . And I think therefore I am. And I think like a man. With thoughts like any other one.
"Who's on the seventh floor?. Brewing alternatives". Spare us all your flowery words. They won't help you here. They won't help you at all. . It's ok.
Whistling in the park. Every night after dark. You're walking underneath the same old stars. It's late where you are. And no one knows just how far. You'll go to be #1 in the state.
What I took from the. Doesn't make me miss you any less. If I believe in something. All receive something. . What I took form your life doesn't. Doesn't mean ill, think again.
They call you the crueler kind. You've known it all along. And as for these crude little rhymes. This is far from your first song. . Yeah I need you on my wavelength.
"All aboard" cleopatra purrs... Among pens and swords, the gun's mightier. A mane of gold like a flame from a skull. Upon the wings of an angel. We'll leave this hellhole.
And I've been putting it about. Step right up, step right up. I'm giving it away. My body was a temple, now. It's lying in ruins and-. . I crave your saviour.
Your little sister's very pretty. And your dad works up the city. And it's not the first time. That a boy like me has rhymed those words. So I thought I'd run it past you.
Cherry blossom on your Chelsea boots. Cheap wet-look hair gel and a dogtooth suit. And the Ray Bans are out, out the temp fait. It's always raining down, raining round your way.
Do not adjust your TV sets. What you're about to see is a live broadcast. With a warning to whom it conserns. We have scenes some viewers. may find disturbing.
Cherry blossom on your Chelsea boots. Cheap wet-look hair gel and a dogtooth suit. And the Ray Bans are out, out the temp fait. It's always raining down, raining round your way.
Got a number. Got a number scribbled down. Got me running. And jumping the rooftops now. . Where the slow-mo shows. The things a blink would miss. (The mo-pho glows).
Now I wanna lay your body down,. There's no other way to spell it out. In the chaos of my elation. I get ideas above my station. In the chaos of my elation.
Out in the fairlight. Run along. Let's take the night flight. Through vermillion. Night skies. And I'm spun. The colours crystallize. Glow fairlight. .
Her halo hovers up above her horns. Her tail whips her wings when she flys. She descends flrom where the heavens are torn. Racing the lightning to your eager eyes.
Hotwire the mustang and it's gung-ho. Hi-yo silver, follow Tonto. We'll take it to the end of the night. Strut tall in the red morning light. Shoot a zip wire up onto my window.
Streamlined and bronzed by a generous spell. Our game of hard to get doomed from the bell. And throught the rain in the gaslight whisper. How the prey require a predator.