The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud. Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girl. . Yeah I recognize that girl.
When you're sad and when you're lonely. And you haven't got a friend. Just remember that death is not the end. . And all that you held sacred. Falls down and does not mend.
Oh DIANA. Oh Diana!. Oh DIANA. Dulce Diana!. Oh DIANA. Tu sabes que eres mi amiga, Yeah. Oh DIANA. Y no vuelvo aqui por tu dinero. No vuelvo aqui por tu amor.
Throw up a quarter and I'll call it. A heads he loves me, tails he loves me not. I keep his picture in my wallet. I guess I miss him a little more than I thought.
She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast. She breathed in the future, by breathing out the past. The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast.
Oh-ho-ho-ho Dead Joe. Welcome to the car smash. Dead Joe. Junk sculpture turning back to junk Dead Joe. Oh joe nooooo! it's christmas time Joe. it's christmas time now for you and all the little.
So with that, I thought I'd take a final walk. The tide of public opinion had started to abate. The neighbours, bless them, had turned out to be all talk.
When ya walk out of here. when ya walk out. I gotta fill up that space. or fill up that no-space. I'll fill it up with tears [4 lines of this line repeated].
Crow Jane, Crow Jane. Crow Jane, Crow Jane. Crow Jane, ah hah huh. . Well, horrors in her head. That her tongue dare not name. She lives 'lone by the river.
Now that mountains of meaningless words. And oceans divide us. And we each have our own set of stars. To comfort and guide us. . Come into my sleep. Come into my sleep.
Mejor puedes correr, Mejor puedes correr, correr y correr. Mejor puedes correr, Mejor puedes correr. Mejor puedes correr a la ciudad protectora. Mejor puedes correr, Mejor puedes correr.
You better run, you better run. You better run and run, and run. You better run, you better run. You better run and run. And run, and run, and run. . You better run, you better run.
Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree. Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me. I wish I was a bluebird I'd never fly away. I'd sit up on your shoulder baby and sing to you all day.
Words and music by Kaye - Weisman - Fuller. . "The Bad Seeds performed Cindy regularly in their live sets in 1990,and indeed on a TV appearance as well. I have a version of Elvis Presly doing this song, but I think it's a traditional, also known as 'I Wish I Was An Apple', or as 'Sydney'. I think The Bad Seeds often sang 'Come on home, Sydney Cindy' -Maurice.
Christina, the Astonishing. Lived a long, long time ago. She was stricken with a seizure. At the age of twenty-two. . They took her body in a coffin. To a tiny church in Liege.
We've come to bring you home. Haven't we, Cassiel?. . To cast aside your loss and all your sadness. And shuffle off that mortal coil and mortal madness.
I lay down by the river. The shadows moved across me, inch by inch. And all that I heard. Was the war between the water and the bridge. . Turn to me, turn to me, turn to me.
All words that look prounouncable are not typos, any that look unpronouncable are probably typos. Each set of two lines is one line in the lyric book. (ie. what has not got....sir names)(one line).
You have a heart and I have a key. Lie back and let me unlock you. Those heathens you hang with down by the sea. All they want to do is defrock you. .
The captains fore-arm like bunched-up rope. With A-N-I-T-A wrigglin' free on a skull 'n dagger. And a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor. Etched into his upper.