Look at all my socks. Oh, so many, many socks. I can't even believe it. Can you imagine having so many socks?. . I can't even begin to count them all.
Holy, holy, holy, holy. All is holy in the sink. In the sinking all is holy. Holy, holy down the sink. . Holy sinking, sinking down the hole. . Holy, holy sinking down.
She had nothing to say. She had nothing to say. "Well, that's a start," she thought to herself. And she picked up her pen and the small notepad. And she laid down on her bed.
She was surrounded by a warm glow. She felt calm and relaxed. For a change. . It all started to seem so funny to her. So meaningless, so beautiful. For a change.
Sex with you is all I want,. Sex with you and sometimes food is all I really want,. Sex with you and sometimes food and maybe a movie or a play. Is all I really want today.
Sensitive Artist. by John S Hall. King Missile (dog fly religion) _Fluting On The Hump_ Shimmy Disc 1987. . I am a sensitive artist.... . I am a sensitive artist..
I'd like to go to Scotland,. I'd like to wear I kilt,. I'd like to show off my two legs. And do just what I wilt. I'd like to go to Scotland. And show off my two thighs,.
(Hook). . Stuck in the trap, stuck in the trap, Im stuck in the trap (x2). Aye. I wish somebody take my pain (x2). Stuck in the trap, stuck in the trap, Im stuck in the trap (x2).
I drink to your memory. And how we took the world by storm. Laughing at all them tragedies. That made us who we are today. That made us go so far far away.
Now, I have found that the girl I love. Can't take the downsides. I wish you'd talk it all out. For me to understand it. . You always say that the time.
Sitting in the dark. Staring at the sky. Within all of heavens eyes. Wondering where and why. . Who brought all of this to. Life. Who knows what will come in.
Hasting around, all over town. Living in a rich man's world. And still you feeling down. . I'm feeling fine. ain't got no time. Words you're saying on and on.
Needing to sleep and rest my mind. Sing me a sweet old lullaby. Your soothing voice so clear and free. Hiding in bed just you and me. So many times when I was gone.
You know at times it gets real hard. Keep runnin'. I know at times it breaks your heart. Keep runnin'. . Just hold your head up high and be proud. And let your spirit cry out loud.
Oh, just another bloody day. I've gone the ways they said that I should go. And now sands of time have brought decay. The hand of fate is in control. .
Up til dawn, thinking 'bout last night. The morning comes, just don't feel so right. I was wrong, by not telling you. Should have said, what I wanted to.
Sad songs, strange thoughts, in my head&. Can't laugh, can't cry, going mad. Don't know, which way to go. No one can help, I know!. Endless questions, coming on.
Here I am looking for answers. Driven hard with no thought of surrender. If I knew where I could find them. I could spare you the act of a madman. . Shot down, scared to fall.
Can you see me. Can you feel me. Can you hear me cry. . I've been bleeding. I've been waiting. Help me free my mind. . Finding you, is all to do. . [Chorus:].
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