Walking home from work. Stop at the supermarket. The condiment aisle. A jar of pickles catches the eye. Made eye contact with a solitary pickle—ah!. Bought the jar, took it home.
You don't know but that's okay. You might find me anyway. Don't you know that I. Belong arm in arm with you, baby. In a town that's cold and gray. We will have a sunny day.
All of the prisoners serving life sentences. Wait for the earth to suddenly shake. For the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling, and. For the bars to somehow magically break.
If you're never sorry. Then you can't be forgiven. If you're not forgiven. Then you can't be forgotten. If you're not forgotten. Then you can live forever.
Poor little rich boy. All the couples have gone. You wish that they hadn't. You don't wanna be alone. . But they wanna kiss. And they got homes of their own.
(*scat singing*). . The gravediggers getting stuck in the machine. Picking getting slim, slimmer. I hear them say my name. Regin-ah, Regin-ah, Regin-ah-ah-ahh.
She's the kind of girl. Who'll smash herself down. In the night. She's the kind of girl. Who'll fracture her mind. Till it's light. She'll break her own.
I am. Down the road and up the hill. I wait for you still. Wires 'round my fingers. . Potentially lovely. Perpetually human. Suspended and open. Open.
Your stitches are all out, but your scars are healing wrong. And the helium balloon inside your room has come undone. And it's pushing up at the ceiling and the flickering lights it cannot get beyond.
Ah, ah, ah-duh-ah-uh. Ah, ah, ah-duh-. . This is how it works. It feels a little worse. Than when we drove our hearse. Right through that screaming crowd.
Ja mnogo let pidzhak noshu.. Davno potersja I ne nov on.. I ja zovu k sebe portnogo. I pereshit' pidzhak proshu.. . Ja govorju emu shutja:. "Perekroite vse inache..
Oh Marcello, how I wonder. La Madonna, she tell the truth, no?. She been saying I'll have a baby. When he grow up he become a killer. . I'm just a soul whose intentions are good.
Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun. T-t-dun-dun. Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun. T-t-dun-dun. Dun, t-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun-dun. T-t-dun. T-t-dun, t-dun, t-dun.
The food that I'm eating. Is suddenly tasteless. I know I'm alone now. I know what it tastes like. . So break me to small parts. Let go in small doses.
A heart that's full up like a landfill. A job that slowly kills you. Bruises that won't heal. . You look so tired and unhappy. Bring down the government.
Down in Paris. They lose their ballets and their lipped mouths in the night. And stumbling through the street. They say, Sir, do you got a light?. And if you do, then you're my friend.
Down in Paris. They lose their ballets and their lipped mouths in the night. And stumbling through the street. They say, Sir, do you got a light?. And if you do, then you're my friend.
My man don't treat me right. Don't kiss me sweet good night. Don't buy me flowers to smell. Oh, he's a rotten boy from hell. . My man don't treat me good.
My dear acquaintance, it's so good to know you. For strength of your hand. That is loving and giving. And a happy new year. With love overflowing. With joy in our hearts.
Life inside the music box ain't easy. The mallets hit, the gears are always turning. And everyone inside the mechanism. Is yearning to get out. . And sing another melody completely.