Awake.. Shake dreams from your hair. my pretty child, my sweet one.. Choose the day and choose. the sign of your day. the day's divinity. First thing you see..
Angels and sailors. Rich girls. Backyard fences. Tents. . Dreams watching each other narrowly. Soft luxuriant cars. Girls in garages, stripped. Out to get liquor and clothes.
[I]. . Do you know the warm progress under the stars?. Do you know we exist?. Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom?. Have you been borne yet & are you alive?.
All hail the American night!. . What was that?. I don't know. Sounds like guns... thunder.. . (Roadhouse Blues). . ...Alright! Alright! Alright!. Hey, listen! Listen! Listen, man! listen, man!.
Wow, I'm sick of doubt. Live in the light of certain. South. Cruel bindings.. The servants have the power. dog-men and their mean women. pulling poor blankets over.
wake in the morning sunlight. with birds that ring in your dreams like tiny lizards sighing. and you won't wake. and my eyes strain. . and the beat of the drum.
Sun invaded this morning. As I cultured a pearl in my bed. Hope I can lift my arms, no I can't raise my head. The silence is silenced so sweetly. . As I rise with my dug-out in hand.
covered by Marcy Playgroud via John Wozniak. . Lucy came to the timberline. Climbed up on to Rainier and. Looked out over Washington. Swore she could see the apple trees.
yeah she left. yeah she left me alone. but it's all right 'cause i got my microphone. now i'm off with my brothers put my head in the zone. because she left me all alone.
picture an infinite serpent. swallowing his own tail. we're much the same. i like the taste of my own nails. and it's not far away. far down, inside yourself.
Take me down to the riverside. Wash me up from this dusty ride. I'll pitch my tent in a field nearby. When I see you all my spirit starts to fly. . Ah the moment comes.
Axed at howard's hack hack hack. axed at howard's by a fucking maniac. we were skaing it was fun. I saw him coming on the run. he had an axe he was pissed.
I'm a teen idol ain't I cool. I'm a teen idol making loot. take a picture of my chest. little girls think I'm the best. I'm a real macho man. if anyone can do it - I sure can.
Angels of Fire. I'm here on the outside. This evil within. Has got me addicted. . Ignitting my bed. When I look around me. It feels like everyone's dead.
I'll pick you up when you're feeling down. Drag your ass out on the town. Baby, I'll be all you need. I'll pull you out of your sunken dream. Hold you like a true friend.
There's a cold easy glow, dancing over our street. I Could have chased you down, I could have held your love. But wouldn't you think me weak?. Of All I should know how the streets come and go.
Baby, leave your hometown. You've been here for quite a while. You got to break free from this old place. You say you want to see the ocean some day. Go and see the ocean someday.
You're nothing to me. You're nothing but an automatic orange juice machine. I like humanly pressed orange juice much better. . You're nothing to me. You're nothing but a supermarket self-help scanner.
Take this saleman for example. A selfless act of bravery. Now he's rewarded with free favors. Luck smiled at him and he smiled back. And then the rain.