Hopelessly retarded. Spluttering decay. Crying out the lament every night and every day. . Hiding in the twilight. X-Ray shades. Suffering from constipation.
Whatever You Believe Nobody Cares. Whatever It Is You Think You Know. Don't Give A God Damn. Reality Is Bullshit. Reflection Is A Concept. Based On Your Own Fucked Up Ideal.
Quando morirò strangolato dai tuoi capelli neri. Quando morirò soffocato tra i tuoi dolci seni. Quando morirò accecato dai tuoi occhi marrone. Quando morirò con le vene tagliate sulle tue labbra.
What did I say, what did I do. Look in the mirror, I'm black and blue. Some Johnnie Walker Black and some Dunhill Reds. Starting to think it was something I said.
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I've never been wrong. But you're the only one I trust to show me the way. I always hear your voice. And in my dreams I hear you calling. Out my name.
There's a slow train coming. It's movin' on down the line. Steel wheels on iron rails. Tonight I'm fixin' to die. Woo, I hope you don't mind pretty mama.
Sparkle as the tears come, they glitter as they fall.. You sacrifice your love for the wonder of it all.. But I will, and you won't - and I deal, and you don't, yeah..
My head is spinnin' around. And I'm thinkin' my thoughts of you. Whoa baby, I'm thinkin' about you. . Well I get so mixed up now baby. And I don't know what to do.
Once in Royal David's City stood a lowly cattle shed. Where a mother laid her baby. You'd do well to remember the things He later said. When you're stuffing yourselves at the Christmas parties.
In the half-tone light of a young morning. she sighs and shifts on the pillow.. And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly. to kiss the Pussy Willow..
They said protect and you'll survive ---. (But our postman didn't call). 8lbs. of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall. They said protect and you'll survive.
Instrumental part. . Instrumental part. . "Do you still see me even here?". (The silver cord lies on the ground.). "And so I'm dead", the young man said - over the hill (not a wish away)..
My eyes are white circles above cheekbones on fire:. Pale hand gripping my pen.. Rounding up to the zero, adding infinite fractions,. Letting nine become ten..
One two three Two. . The editor lies screaming (begging in his working drink),. Questioning Who is God's favorite rock star this week?. And will the front page pay [take?] him?.
Got to take in what I can.. There is no time to do what must be done,. While I do some thinking.. Sleeping is hard to come by,. So we'll all sit down and try to play in time,.
``Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me,'' said the pig-me to the whore, desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain. In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street Little man, his youth a fountain. Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to where he came from. Overdrafted and still counting. Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing. and Mars; Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging the wrinkles of his years. to his never-ready tool. Wedding-bell induced fears. Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance. International assistance flowing generous and full Pulls his eyes over her wool. And he shudders as he comes. Road. And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone.
Now if you think ray blew it,. there was nothing to it.. they patched him up as good as new.. you can see him every day. riding down the queen's highway,.
Come running. Go for overkill.. If you don't come now, I'll be over the hill, all right?. Tell me, All right.. Got a sell-by date. Soon be out of stock..