Really don't mind if you sit this one out.. My words but a whisper, your deafness a SHOUT.. I may make you feel but I can't make you think.. Your sperm's in the gutter, your love's in the sink..
I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable,. Six golden apples bought with my pay,. I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,. But I must be gone by the seventh day,.
Lend me your ear while i call you a fool.. you were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,. and later insisted your feelings were true.. The witches promise was coming,.
Money speaks. Soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers.. It's the whaler's dues.. . I've been running on diesel. Been running on coal.. Running on borrowed time, if truth's to be told..
Crystal fountain springing from the hill. It irrigates your soul, you may drink your fill. Water of life carried high. One hand upon the gallon jar, feel her fix my eye.
As I wake up in a room somewhere.... dawn light not yet showing.. There's just a thin horizon between me and her.... the edge of a half-dream glowing..
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Got a hair shirt round my shoulder. Got a cold stew in my spoon.. And I'm falling on my head, lifting feet of lead ---. now it's got me baying at the moon..
In all my life. I never knew a girl like you before. Woke up one day. I swore I heard the sound of heaven knocking on my door. . And after all these years long passing.
Cool in the corner, tomcat sitting. On the edge of the yard, sand-flies flitting. Orange order on a field of green. Smothers me to smithereens. . Rum and cola, ice cubes crashing.
We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits,. gliding cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind. hard-weather hoods a-hiding.. Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel.
Young Gladys was a silky maiden. At thirteen, she was going strong, yeah.. Oh, Gladys.. . Nicely filled out, fully laden,. But down below there was something wrong, yeah..
The disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track.. The young man's home; dry as a bone. His helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back..
The disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track.. The young man's home; dry as a bone. His helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back..
Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus.. Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating London town.. Nowhere to put your feet as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet..
Well the dawn was coming,. heard him ringing on my bell.. He said, My name's the teacher,. that is what I call myself.. And I have a lesson. that I must impart to you..
Muscled, black with steel-green eye. swishing through the rye grass. with thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.. Tail balancing at half-mast.. ...And the mouse police never sleeps ---.
Rusted and ropy.. dog-eared old copy.. vintage and classic,. or just plain jurassic:. all words to describe me.. relaxed in the knowledge. that happily present.
This sparkling wine is all but empty.. Too late for trains and no taxis.. I know the feeling. Seems all too contrived.. There was no master plan but the fact is:.
We're in love, sweet love.. We're in love, sweet love.. . We built our life from nothing.. We don't have much, no more money. But we've got love.. We can only grow much better.