Now let's sit down too 'cause I'm a ladies man. I've got my work cut out, I'm doing what I can. So hold me, touch me, thrill me, don't ever let me go.
Kids are spitting on the Town Hall steps and frightening old ladies.. I dreamt that I was living back in the mid 1980s,. People marching, people shouting, people wearing pastel leather..
We like driving on a saturday night,. past the leisure centre, left at the lights.. we don't look for trouble,. but if it comes we don't run.. looking out for trouble,.
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I hate to complain, you know, but then again. I cannot pretend nothing's wrong. Looking at my present situation, the act cannot last for long. Viewed from outside these pursuits I might try.
Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m.. She sits on the back seat.. She looks at the man in front's head. and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is like a large carrot.
Hey. you're treading on my life. You're leaving marks, but that's alright. In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll smile. These things last only for a while.
Hey,. you can look, you can look just like anyone else. if that's what you want to do.. I,. I could laugh,. I could laugh in your face if I want. oh, but I'm not going to..
Laid here.. With the advertising sliding past my eyes.. Like cartoons.. From other peoples lives.. I start to wonder.. What It takes to be a man.. Well I've learned to drink.
I spy a boy, I spy a girl.. I spy the worst place in the world,. in the whole wide world.. Oh you didn't do bad,. you made it out,. I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out..
I've got the time. and you've got the space.. I'm gonna wipe you down. and lick the smile off your face, the smile off your face.. Tho we know that it's wrong,.
Here, comes your bedtime story. Mum and Dad have sentenced you to life. Don't think twice. It's the only reason I'm alive. Feel alright, as long as I don't forget to breathe.
First you let him in your bed.. Now he's moved inside your head.. And he directs all the dreams you are dreaming.. I saw a friend of yours today,. she called me over just to say,.
Help the aged,. One time they were just like you, drinking, smoking cigs and sniffing glue.. Help the aged, don't just put them in a home,. Can't have much fun in there all on their own..
Oh yeah, imagine it's a film and you're the star. And pretty soon we're coming to the part. Where you realise that you should give your heart. Oh, give your heart to me.
Now it's coming to the end of the evening. The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk out of place. Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the yellow streets.
Come and play the tunes of glory -. raise your voice in celebration. of the days that we have wasted in the cafe. in the station.. And learn the meaning of existence in fortnightly instalments..
As the signs outside proclaimed,. nature sometimes makes mistakes.. Was it the mother or the father to blame,. inside the damp grass and tilted tent?.
The room is cold and has been like this for several months.. If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down,. right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down the dressing table..
Down by the river. I was drawn by your grace. Into tempest of oblivion. And to the lovers-place. I was stucked in a puddle. Full of tears and unwise. Dark doings now I know.