I got a room down in Hollywood. Rent was cheap. It was this rooming house. There was an old man who lived in the room next to me. We shared a bathroom in the hall.
I got a room down in Hollywood. Rent was cheap. It was this rooming house. There was an old man who lived in the room next to me. We shared a bathroom in the hall.
Haven't got a lot to learn. And my eyes they stray again. Looking for a satellite. In the rays of heaven again. . There's no other ending. Sunday sun.
I've been drifting along in the same stale old shoes. Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind. If you thought that you were making your way. To where the puzzles and pagans lay.
Put me in a hole in the ground. With the money and the town. And the women all running around. . Can't complain about the mess. Mama killed her only dress.
it's so easy to laugh at yourself. when all those jokes have already been written. seems like another vain attempt. to let yourself fall out of the oven.
Beat my bones against the wall. Staring down an empty hall. Deep down in a hollow log. Coming home like a letter bomb. . Cold was the storm. That covered the night.
open up the door. lay the orange juice on the floor. we're having a picnic on the other side of town. . there's sleeping bags and fire. and it's getting down to the wire.
A town of disrespect. The trains are wrecked. The night is younger then us. Nowhere is anywhere else. You keep to yourself. Stirring the dregs where I have layed.
Something better than this. Someplace I'd like to go. To let all I've learned. Tell me what I know. About the kind of life. I never thought I'd live. Till the ugly truth.
She is all I need. For here, for now. She is all I see. For here, for now. Gimme something to eat. For here, for now. She is all I need. For here, for now.
Can't you hear those cavalry drums?. Hijacking your equilibrium. Midnight snacks in the mausoleum. Where the pixilated doctors moan. . Carnivores in the Kowloon night.
close your eyes and see water. sliding up the back of your head. folding into your clothing. covering eveything you said. . climb up into. no one's gonna miss you.
See the sleep that rests upon. The quiet street we're standing on. Is it time to go away?. Try again some other day?. . These are the words we use to say goodbye.
Tell me where you want me to go. If I'm gone then I'll get there soon. Tell me what you want me to be. If I've been there split in two. Tell me what you want me to say.
1, 2, 3. . By the dried-up stream, we slit our throats and dreamed. When the buildings burned, was it some concern?. Mother laid in bed, what was it she said?.
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We don't have to worry. Life goes where it does. Faster than a bullet. From an empty gun. . Turn yourself over. Loose change we could spend. Grinding down diamonds.
Make a perfect replica of your life. Cut the paper with exacto knife. Tape it up, tape it up against the howling wind. I'm so tired - don't know where to begin.
You've been so long. Your blind eyes are gone. Your old bones are on their own. . So take off your coat. Put a song in your throat. Let the dead-beats pound all around.