I was a drifter in a rock 'n' roll safari. Took a fancy to an ape in malawi. Who kissed my head and my eyes went all starry. And so I ran and was screaming "where the hell are we ? ".
So now we're on a death trip. listen to the blood drip. oozing from a curled lip. ever thought of dying slowly. ever thought of dying totally unholy. .
When you call me,I dance on the telephone. When I'm waiting, I gnaw my fingers to the bone. When it's raining, it's always raining on my heart. But when you call me it don't seem to matter that.
It's 2am in Town Hall Station. Black walls and sleeping drunks. Are bad companions. Ice is there. Fear is there. Everyone is nowhere there's too much of nothing.
Here comes the olive branch man. He'll press it any way he can. He tries so hard to understand. . Here comes the tired statesman. Heavy lidded bearded nowhere left to land.
By the time the luminous descent of the bright star unfolds. And tablets of strange love are shattered and bruised. By the time the oleander has fallen from bloom.
I'm an innocent victim, I'm just like you. We end up in home units with a brick wall view. I can't believe the perfect families on my color TV. If I don't make it to the top it'll never bother me.
The Breakfast Creek hotel is up for sale,. The last square mile of terra firma gavelled in the mail,. So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines,. No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine..
Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.. Motivate your anger to make them all realize.. Climbing the mountain never coming down.. Break into the contents, never falling down..
You can't stop it if I stop you I can. Here comes jess, the garbage man. Ooh ahh, I'll page ya on your face and then I'll place ya. Inside of my cell room, where we can fuck you in the ass with a broom.
Imperfections she's been told. the positives are undersold. a gain of envy, a loss of health. preparing to consume herself. . she does not see the pulsing veins.
Lock my up inside my room. Keep my where I wont let loose. Leave a monster in my bed. Don't forget me, I'm not dead. . You forget my memory ????. Maybe I was ????.
I create to destroy at hand. This path i made in the sand. And I'm off to the deepest depths. To forfeit my place on this land. The tide pulls you into me.
They took a piece of the evil me, the evil me. Expressing that I was not asked but it was unimpressive and overspread. . We can't conceive of the whole ordeal when the outcomes' real.
What if the present. Suddenly became the past future. The systems reroute the situation. Lead to another with the black sun tide. Bind together they formulate rain.
With the error that's in my mind. And in my soul. . I'm driving blind. . I got a picture in the box. That is bringing me to where I am. . Yet the eyes are all affixed on you not me.
Speaking Gibberish, the shrieking drivel almost making sense. let down your guard and sign the donor card. my hand denied one too many times. hear what you're told the truth is getting old.
Another happy lad with dirty pictures plastered on the wall.. A british beach collection a classic alcoholic argument.. I don't want to see the sights there is nothing worse,.
Alors. Du haut d'un arbre. Le regard au large. J'ai attendu longtemps, longtemps. Pour voir, si le d.
My father on the gangway. Running for luck. Sing a song, one nation. Listen. . They don't like it, what I love. Oh I love it, what they do. Everything so groovy today.