Upon the bitter green she walked the hills above the town. Echoed to her footsteps as soft as eiderdown. Waiting for her master to kiss away her tears.
Listen to the hot news of today. The show will never go away. It's hotter than hell and never ever dull. Nothing's weird, we have it all. . Freak show, 2000.
I'd like to be in biscuit city. With my banjo in my hand. I don't need no long vacation. In some foreign land. Cause the sound of my own breathing. Has been turning to a sigh.
Sanity and insanity. Go together, hand in hand. But never be afraid. On which side of the line you stand. . Take the power to get in control. It's you that rules your life.
Betty Jo, you made it plain. When first you held me near. Even though you caused me pain. You were all the world to me. . We made love, we had such fun.
Come on, Pearl, come on, Kitty. If you feel inclined. Down around the bend in the water. Bring your fishin' line. . Come on, Pearl, I'm rough and ready.
I'm driving on the left lane. On the highway through my head. For fame I gave my soul away. I never felt so glad. . Electric poet in me. I am not afraid of words.
Bells of the evening, O sing to my love. Tell her I miss her, my own turtledove. The streets of the old town are covered with rain. I think I might never know true love again.
Your night is eternal. Dawn is never to be seen. Hide in isolation. Chase the dragon in your dream. . A willing slave to darkness. A pleasure sacrifice.
At times I just don't know. How you could be anything but beautiful. I think that I was made for you. And you were made for me. . And I know that I won't ever change.
Time of confusion. Tomorrow, the unknown. A day still unborn. A face yet not shown. . But I am going for the ride. With the rats I won't stay. While you hide and fear the sun.
At times I just don't know. How you could be anything but beautiful. I think that I was made for you. And you were made for me. . And I know that I won't ever change.
I am the demon seed. The one solution for your breed. The limbs of the crippled, the minds of the mad. The foot on the feeble so heavenly sad. . Behind your eyes sleeps a life.
Well, it's four o'clock in the afternoon. And the anchors have been weighed. From Miami to Nassau. She's bound across the waves. . She'll be headin' south through Biscayne Bay.
All human life forms are piles. Of stinking, rotting bowels. You now have the choice to die. Or live and rot away. No chance of a painless death. The cancer is starting in your head.
Now it looks to me like the same old place. In the sky it looks like rain. The same old town with the same old streets. The address has not change. You can find me there.
Confess your crimes after twenty years of killing. Clearing your mind is easy now caught. Death was your life, pain your pleasure. No regrets, emotions are naught.
It's alright for some but not alright for me. When the one that I'm lovin' slips around. You think it's fine to do things I cannot see. And you're doin' it to me, baby, can't you see.
We all go down and I love every moment. You played and lost and you don't even know it. And every day breaks into a thousand pieces. And the rats leave the ship, admitting isn't easy.
If you'd like to spend the afternoon approaching Lavender. You'll feel just fine but one thing's sure. You'll never be the same. . If you'd like to try your hand at understanding Lavender.