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Satisfied

Artist: Tom Waits
Year: 2011
Updated: 5 years ago

When I'm gone. When I'm gone. . Roll my vertebrae out like dice. Let my skull be a home for the mice. Let me bleach like the bones on a beach. I'll be hard like a pit from a peach.


We'll Talk

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Your tear walked down from my fingertip. Like a ladybug sidetracked from it's fated trip. We never got to the touching and feeling. 'Cause the skin's too sensitive when the wounds are healing.



Truth Untold

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Awaken from your slumber. And get up for the train. You were caught at the station. And waiting for the rain. . Well, I call and you answer. And I answer you again.


The Last Drink

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Carrying your ashes from bar to bar. I'm in a mess and you're in a mason jar. With you under my arm like a football. I'm not ready to let go and that is all.


Tears & Laughter

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

In a fluid notion give away your best. Make a forward motion and in the heat undress. Nearly forty hours it's a living death. If we could only catch our breath.


Suppertime

Artist: Odds
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

An embarrassment of riches. Up ahead between the ditches. Steady on, pails of blue glass beads and baubles. In the toilets of the super models. . Steady on watch what you wish for.


Someone Who's Cool

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

In natural selection I've avoided all detection. And the tender bits underneath. All with window dressing and calculated guessing. And a bark bigger than my teeth.


Smokescreen (come And Get Me)

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Smokescreen, oil patch. Road full of thumb tacks. Stiletto umbrella, steel bowler hat. And spectacles made of bulletproof glass. . Armour in the rat race.


Say You Mean It Wondergirl

Artist: Odds
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Say you mean it. (Say you do). Say you don't. (Or maybe not). . Say it's stupider, be the genius. (Make your mind). Or be a clown. (Open wide). . Be the witchdoctor and cast your spell around.


Satisfied

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Add it to the list of square jawed decisions. I refuse to make for the same reason. San Franciscans don't leave on account of an earthquake. There are textbook moves and trails to blaze.



Radios Of Heaven

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Now I rush to the finger of light. I guess I tore my head off. I hope there's something waiting for me. To make my exit payoff. . Taste and smell and touch.


Out Come Stars

Artist: Odds
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

A city cloaked in orange. Glowing, heavy clouds. All the belches of indigestion. Weigh heavy all around. . A small car buzzing down a wide road. Drifting out of bounds.


Oh Sorrow, Oh Shame

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Drinking like a teenage, using up the Kleenex. Staring at the CD rack. Asking myself which fuzz box band. Would sound the best. . I try on your lipstick.


Nothing Beautiful

Artist: Odds
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

First I drank insecticide. A little more each day. Followed by dirty and sugary food. Grown where the light was gray. . Later my thoughts were small and sharp.


Night's Embrace

Artist: Odds
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

With a turn of phase I'm a symphony. A sacrifice like a flame. To a breeze with heated lip bound up to adore. And like Oliver do you want a little more?.


Mercy To Go

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

My heart's getting bigger. So I need a new pant size. When you're the tower of strength. People climb up your backside. . So you don't stay that way too long.


Make You Mad

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Look outside it's nice enough. But we'll stay in with all our stuff. This is dedication more than love. . My cowardice is what you need. So your vanities can breed.


Love Is The Subject

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Swords and pens and tears and blood. Emotion, demotion and skin that's so tough. If I can live through this then that is enough. Learn and earn devotion and trust when.


Leave It There

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Sail into the holy land. Stick your flag in the air. Metal dressed up conquerer. Make murder everywhere. . Put your sword in the stone. And leave it there.


King Of The Heap

Artist: Odds
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

There was bread. Now it's crumbs. Inside each head. There's a piece that's small and dumb. . When some thing's big and beautiful. Give it time. I'll make it small and dirty.


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