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Black Tornado - Dan Bern from his album New American Language. . I been speaking-. later and later in the day-. Most days I don't talk. 'til maybe 8 o'clock at night It keeps me whole,.
Oh the lights outside they're as bright as the sun. They're much brighter than anyone. Oh the girls in the queue yes they're waiting for you. Well they're waiting for their song to be sung.
I've made up my mind. I? m leavin' this town. I? m leavin' this town. You won? t find me look around. . After twenty years of carvin'. My name in the wet cement.
*sigh*. Girl, tonight we're gonna make love. You know how I know? Because it's Wednesday. And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love. Monday night is my night to cook. Tuesday night we go and visit your mother, but Wednesday night we make sweet, weekly love. It's when everything is just right. There's nothing good on TV. You haven't had your after-work social sports team practice so you're not too tired. Oh boy... it's all on. You lean in and say something sexy like, "I might go to bed I've got work in the morning." I know what you're trying to say girl. You're trying to say, "Oh, yeah. It's business time. It's business time.".
Oh my god, she's so hot. She's so flipping hot, she's like a curry. I wanna tell her how hot she is but she'll think I'm being sexist. She's so hot, she's making me sexist... bitch..
Bowie's in space. Bowie's in space. Whatcha doin' out there, man?. That's pretty freaky, Bowie. (Ooh Bowie!). Isn't it cold out in space, Bowie?. Do you want to borrow my jumper, Bowie?.
Banned from the Roxy... Ok. I never much liked playing there anyway. They said they only wanted well behaved boys. Do they think guitars and microphones are just toys?.
Big A, little A, bouncing B. The system might have got you but it won't get me. . 1 - 2 - 3 - 4. . External control are you gonna let them get you?. Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?.
Wait your turn. You always go for the jugular. Like a juggernaut. Spinning off the asphalt. We wait around pacing round this table. You arrive on time to help us lift the trophy.
Down here underneath the microscope,. it's hard to cope.. don't hide your face in your hands,. 'cause if your eyes play tricks,. it's outta my control..
If you happen to read this, Rose was born. Child actress, on the fifth day of the snow. Be good or be gone. Be good or be, be gone. . The range is staggering, movement and timing.
There are days, when the cage. Doesn't seem to open very wide at all. There are others that would shock, the most indiscriminate lovers of all. My heart was made for bleeding all over you.
Oh, every morning I wake up. Happy for the first time. I know, I know, I know, I know, I know. It's in vain because you're in pain most of the time. .
New life decides to come through the front door. And makes us wish we'd shown respect before. Though I don't have much of a choice. I resolve to regain my voice.
Baby it's I. Baby it's I. Baby it's I. . Ooh baby it's I, I'm the one who wants you. Baby it's I, and I'm the one you come to. Baby it's I, ooh baby it's I.
Bicycle, tricycle. Take me far. With my hands. On your handlebars. . I can't be. The homecoming queen. For every boy that falls. In and out of love with me.
My baby sleeps in blue. Warm and naked, pale and pretty. I feel the seventh wave. Of the ocean in the motion. . I feel a brand new sickness. Coming over me like a storm.
Is it me or is it you. Tell me what am I to do?. I've got my back up against the wall. Your silly smile is at my face again. . Was I wrong or was I right?.
Quien pudiera. Navegar por el ayer. Quien pudiera. Caminar y no correr. . Quien tuviera. La paciencia de la nube, ay de la nube. Quien pudiera. Caminar donde yo anduve, donde yo anduve.