You've seen your future from your present state. And filtered through your past, it may not look too great. If you could have your future generate your now.
My pusher who art in the krack house. Hallowed be thy bitches and hoe's. As for I am sprung my rock will be done. In my crib as well as in public. Give us this day our daily krack.
[genesis, "selling england by the pound"]. (t. banks / p. collins / p. gabriel / s. hackett / m. rutherford). . It's one o'clock and time for lunch,. Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum.
Ska ska ska. Jamaican ska. Ska ska ska. Do the ska. . Not everybody can chachacha. Not everybody can do the twist. But everybody can do the ska. It's the new dance that goes like this.
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors. Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar. Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror.
Get off the bus and I caught myself running. Into the truck stop at three in the morning Oh shit. And you thought you had time to take a dump. Drop the kids off at the pool.
One, two, three, go. . The ice was freezin'. My brother almost drowned. I jumped in to save him. On his way, way down. . Then it went black and I went in.
And if it's bad. Don't let it get you down. You can take it. . And if it hurts. Don't let them see you cry. You can make it. . Hold your head up. Hold your head up.
1) wide boy. . Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys. Born with hearts of lothian. Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of lothian. Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of lothian.
Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall. Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of the china bowl. You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head.
1) heorot's plea and grendel's awakening.. . Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk,. Mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks.
Aimlessly I walk the streets alone. My eyes are tearful to the world around. They have forgotten the joy of which it is to be kind. They need your guidance for they are blind.
There are vampires in the park Malgorzata. But I only hear the sound of dancing bears. They're shooting stars in Warsaw, Malgorzata. Malgorzata, do you care?.
Language is on fire that are launched, start here. The warning of the word goes out to all the. Above all the below and all who have been cast aside. For everyone who is re-energized, criticized or disguised.
Is it wrong to talk to myself even when there's nobody else?. I'm just checking out that I'm not gone under the water. Thrown on the beach like a seal ready for slaughter.
Garden party held today, invites call the debs to play,. Social climbers polish ladders,. Wayward sons again have fathers,. "hello, dad!", "hello, dad!".
Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Blackheath cell. Extinguishing the fires in a private hell. Provoking the heartache to renew the license.