it's my birthday. no one here day. very strange day. i think of you day. go outside day. sit in park day. watch the sky day. what a pathetic day. . i don't like this day.
Put away my black book. Throw it on the fire. Getting out the side door. You are my one desire. Baby when you hold me. I feel see you're everything. Baby when you touch me.
Door bells say goodbye to the last train. Over the river they all go again. Out into leafy nowhere. Hope someone's waiting out there. For them. . Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun.
Beetlebum. What you've done. She's a gun. Now what you've done. . Beetlebum. Get nothing done. You beetlebum. Just get numb. Now what you've done. . Beetlebum.
This is a ballad for the good times. So put a battery in your leg. Put a rock beat over anything. Get it stuck there in your head. You can be with me.
Battle, battle, battle, battle, battle. Battle someone, who. Battle, battle, battle. Battle someone, who. . Completion search. Here I love the bow. See it all come down to.
Grandma needs new dentures. To eat the crust on pizza. Been taken out by her daughter. Because she thought she oughta. The kids are eating Snickers. Because they're so delicious.
Miga sua louca você pare de falar de mim!. Eu não gosto desse tipo de gentinha assim!. . An an! An an an!. An an! An an an!. An an! An an an!. . Bem! Bem! Exagerei no blush sem querer (tem).
BADHEAD. . So far, I've not really stayed in touch. Well, you knew as much. It's no surprise that today. I'll get up around two. From a lack of anything to do.
This is the voice of someone. Calling from a lonely hill. To the hard of hearing. For those who never will. . A long legged someone. Seen walking away from home.
Do you do anything you ever do?. No, she said. Do you want anything you ever wanted?. No, she said. . She don't know how, how to feel. This is a bad day, this is a bad day to know.
Group using the loop. Of another pop group. Group shooting the hoop. And starving it up into the soup. . 'Cause I'm of regular features. And Adidas trainers.
I ain't got. Nothing to be scared of, no. No I ain't got. Nothing to be scared of, no. No I ain't got. Anything to be scared of, no. 'Cos I love you. .
Put a new shirt on, wash my face in beer. Fall through the crowd and disappear. In the magazines and shopping malls. Walk through the wildlife for miles and miles.
{Food processors are great}. . It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home. I feel foul mouthed as I stand an' wait for the underground. And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this.
On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands. Blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins. . And I thought pain was clean. And I thought hearts were strong.
Here's one from the head. The one that bounced straight through. The rubber soul. It's good advice. For everyone. You end up where you started crawling from.
Going into business. An agreement of your bombast. You'd love my bed. You took the other instead. But don't you feel low. I was being oblique. And you'd love my bed.
There's a season in your eyes. and a fever on your breath. you're anchored to the tide. and the rhythm in your chest. I read the rings and count the city lights.
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