C^7/breakfast With Bandog

I just survive any way I can. No guru, no method, no pension plan. Your luck's just as plain as I'm not paying attention. I'm gonna take her with me in my satanic stretcher.

Chemical Cosh

Alcohol, heroin, THC. Care in the impotent community. (Numb). Resignation, irony, under scrutiny, so events can slip. From memory of history, a voluntary dictatorship.

Brunceling's Song

James Jesus Angleton sells sunlamps door to door. in this so-called peacetime, even spooks fight to stay alive. I don't much like him, but I sit and mind his car.

Broken Radio #1

At the platform's end, where the crowd grew thin. and the light was dim on our shoes. where we sat there so tense,. not to touch though we meant to (I think).

Brain Blister

In rags in their normal place. where diesel machines roar by. Pale dawn, at the scrapyard gates. Fast food parks and hardware mines. Not smiling or frowning they,.

Blues For Ceaucescu

Well, hello.. You can no longer depend on the land in which you were born.. You can no longer depend on any land in which you choose to place yourself..

Bishop Of Babel

no one comes from here. and so i'm not afraid. everyone's the same as me. we don't talk the same. so we don't talk at all. and our hosts just look on with glee.

Big Madness

in the winter in a seaside boarding house. the killer swigs and wheels. round his room telling how he made that. weeping spinster kneel. yellow light seeps through a fly-glown lampshade.

Bertie's Brochures

August the 20th: Yes, folks, it's another cold, clammy day in England. A large crowd has gathered around the police station. Everybody--EVERYBODY--wishes to have contact with a certain little Irish writer within. Not to discuss his works, though the works are known to them; they've been published in the tabloid papers by the police under the heading "Barbaric Butcher's Brochures". No, they want to tear his very head from his body, for what it is alleged he did in the way of mortal damage to two soldiers in a nearby public lavatory. The night draws in. Nobody would say a word about him, except a fool like me [(and his skin)]..

Belong Nowhere

No dates to miss, no home to phone. No face to kiss, no good alone. No family, no history, a permenant delinquency. No will to smile, no room to cry. No time to think.

Behind The Moon

Green bed of bottles, open to the sky. Bare head of drunk man, the beads of sweat go dry. He says he's sorry, tender as a lamb. she says, "go", meaning, "stay", meaning, "You have to pay".

Be Dead

As I Washed The Blood Off

As I washed the blood off she yelled at me. though no blows had been struck. and she still looked so serene. then she started to cry. then she burst out laughing.

Angel's Delight

A necklace of rubber, burning bright. A burning rubber necklace for my angel's delight. A holiday in a box, opportunity knocks. for the rich man's militia photographing my block.

13th Century Boy

you don't live the way you should. you're not chaste or wise or good. oh no, when you're human. i wait for you my queen. i keep myself ready clean like my maker.

1000%

"What do ya got?">. Let me in, let me in, let me in. Oh please, please, please, please!. I might die but I don't care. You could tackle the trainer then run for two days.

1,000,000%

("Tonight the cataclysm is going to begin."). . You could tackle the trainer then run for two days. through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain.

(everything I Do) I Do It For You

Written by Michael Kamen, Bryan Adams and Robert "Mutt" Lange. . ("Big size really doesn't matter. You think I got really big muscles in my pussy?"). ("What have you [???]").

Purple

She breathes she'd walk through fire for me and I led her. She never talks to me, can you blame her. I never followed her, to ask for her forgiveness.

Odd Man

(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy). At every stop he makes her cry. It's not by his design. At every crossing that they pass. It's always another sign. Never wish for what you always thought you would need.