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Many men have loved the bells you fastened to the rein, and everyone who wanted you they found what they will always want again. Your beauty lost to you yourself just as it was lost to them. Oh take this longing from my tongue, whatever useless things these hands have done. Let me see your beauty broken down like you would do for one you love. Your body like a searchlight my poverty revealed, I would like to try your charity until you cry, "Now you must try my greed." And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me Just take this longing from my tongue all the lonely things my hands have done. Let me see your beauty broken down like you would do for one your love. Hungry as an archway through which the troops have passed, I stand in ruins behind you, with your winter clothes, your broken sandal straps. I love to see you naked over there especially from the back. Oh take this longing from my tongue, all the useless things my hands have done, untie for me your hired blue gown, like you would do for one that you love. You're faithful to the better man, I'm afraid that he left. So let me judge your love affair in this very room where I have sentenced mine to death. I'll even wear these old laurel leaves that he's shaken from his head. Just take this longing from my tongue, all the useless things my hands have done, let me see your beauty broken down, like you would do for one you love. Like you would do for one you love. |
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what song is that then marlowe? |
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Ooh ooh, Leonard Cohen! |
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"i weave for you, a marvelous web" |
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almoest anything by anathema |
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i kind of like leanord cohen, just what ove heard from natural born killers mostly. does he have any particularly outstanding piece of work i shoud, download? |
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favorite song lyric: Eazily I aproach, the microphone because I ain't no joke Tell your momma to get off of my tip I have no time to give her my dick I'm gonna hold it And walk around the stage and If you fuck up I'm goin' to get my gage and Unload the barrel and lough Cuz I'm puttin' led in your mothafuckin' ass Psychopathic, but the ho's are attracted Because when I'm on hard my dick's at least a yard In the days of old I was a nut Now I need at least 3 ho's when I fuck Cuz I do a check, nut 1 nut 2 Then I save my nut for when there's nothin' else to do You're used to the crew, bitch Cuz I would never quit As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' shit I love the ignorance in raps past,..NWA especially of course for their verbal terror. It's because of Hip Hop that I can read/write/speak English |
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download his early albums jupitah --- i love his work!! |
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one line, from Belle & Sebastian: she was into S&M and bible studies too possibly the coolest lyric ever, especially coming from a twee band. |
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UNFINISHED SYMPATHY by MASSIVE ATTACK |
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Does it mean I never let you know Each time I turn inside When I fully grow I'll outsize you But I won't let you fall in love You know it flows over me And you won't let me drown inside Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet Woman please stay close to me, close to me Carried through your ecstasy You can't stop me breathing Even when you're on fire Know that you're weaving With my emotional wires Flows through me, in through me, out through me Over me, feeling me, feeding me electrically It's electric ballroom love X7 Do do do do, do do do do I have to breathe the air you breathe I'm inside you In a room inside a room, I'm inside you The colour changes follow your emotion I can see when you're feeling desire I feel him close to you While I just walk around inside you Don't let him close to me Not when you know it's not the one The one X6 that you love It's electric ballroom love X7 Keep me quiet Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme To keep me quiet while you're on fire X3 Please just sing me a nursery rhyme To keep me quiet, while I'm inside X2 I won't let you fall in love You know inside, the baby knows X4 Your baby knows X4 You're on fire, you're on fire Keep me quiet, keep me angry Nursery Rhyme - UNKLE (feat Badly Drawn Boy) dunno why i love it so much |
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This is so unreal, what I feel This nourishment, life is bent Into a shape I can hold a twist of fate, ALL MY OWN, just grit your teeth, make no sound, take a step away and look around Just clench your fist and close your eyes, Look deep inside HYPNOTIZE The whisper is, but a shout, that's what it is all about, Yes the ecstasy, you can pray, YOU WILL NEVER LET IT SLIP AWAY..... |
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Peter Gabriel, Secret World: "So I watched her wash her hair... Under water, unaware!!" I find it so touching the way it fits with the music, and the rest of the lyrics... Lots of Paul Simon, and Simon and Garfunkel Paul Simon, Graceland: "There's a girl in New York city who calls herself the human trampoline... And sometimes when I'm falling or flying, or tumbling in turmoil I say 'Whoa, so this is what she means, she means we're dancing into Graceland'" |
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Paul Simon, Graceland: "They say loosing love is like a window to your heart... Everybody sees your torn apart, everybody feels the wind blow!" |
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that's "Bouncing into Graceland" |
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They will sum it all up in a sentence A verdict made by those who know I'm ready to make a commitment I'm willing to make love to concrete Smiles Bruises Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch My time is spilt milk My skin is a layer of soot I'm spending my days scrubbing I'm trying so hard to act like nothing happened (no-one left to blame, no-one left to blame, no-one left to blame) I'm trying so hard to find that fresh clean smell (no-one left to blame, no-one left to blame, no-one left to blame) Smiles Bruises Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch My time is spilt milk I am what I do I am what I've done I'm sorry I'm sorry Sorry 'Jizzlobber' - Faith No More. |
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This is a song for Carol Your into Japanese fastfood And I drop you off with your Japanese lover And you're going to the beach all day You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me You're looking like You've got some sun Your blistered lips Have got a kiss The days are lit like everyone Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh Your bones got a little machine You're the bone machine I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss He bought me a soda He bought me a soda He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot Yep, yep yep YEP! I make you break You make me hard Your island skin Looks Mexican Our love is rice and beans and horses lard Your bones got a little machine You're the bone machine Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh [3x] Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh |
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i love that song inverted whale.. My mom's God is a woman and my Mom she is a witch..I like this...My hell comes from inside myself, comes from inside myself..why fight this.. - modest mouse "lives" |
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if they dont know and they dont know theyre gonna find out soon enough im so hot as if that hurt did you wash it fester it around some you dont even have to mind your own stuff bring in the marines ive heard so many other things and it was all brown with the suction ones the ones that suck it up and I dont ever do the eye till I did that thing I bet you like a blue boost try a noose loosen the strap where the two metal ends rest your head against the steel blow in to the tube show me your legs help me show me a pink smile walking up the aisle show me the things underneath your seat show me your tiny plastic soft drink a song like a squealing pig like a train with wheels in the dark with the lights off concealed im thinking of you still white room little legend fishman nike man red stripe blue mercedes big dog salty man full moon rising old boy salty girl bunny girl happy shopper bouncing ball city sun think I found the real stuff I think I found the real stuff white room little legend fishman nike man red stripe blue mercedes big dog salty man full moon rising old boy salty girl bunny girl happy shopper bouncing ball city sun think I found the real stuff I think I found the real stuff white crumbs across your bed gray clouds cover bethnal green white jeans black top nice shape cracks a blue bitch till the son come sliding naked beneath the knee reflect black eyes your knee talking I think I found the real stuff I think I found the real stuff |
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orange orange orange in the mouth again straighten wearing stonewashed denim again straighten carrying something wrapped in plastic straighten curled on the blue velveteen again straighten straighten siteless yellow highrise bethnal green straighten corner tubeless dark and wet straighten ten tons slowly then again straighten with its glass eyes a blue formica halo stainless steel between the fingers straighten pissed and leaning ponytail licking colonel sanders fingers the naming of killer boy everythings going west nothings going east straighten theres no need to be so uptight straighten make up for all their messes I could listen to you all day what a laugh cut me I bleed like you ha ha the naming of killer boy cover your teeth I love you dont bite me yet I believe in you I found you shopping in europa on wardour street not phoning packwidth guilty as sin straighten scratches on paper pissed in a tube hole straighten smelling of deep-fried beans and whispering your name tube hole wind in my face thunder in gentle distance reactor reactor do you mind straighten this is a random feature random feature this is a random feature naming of killer boy wired up |
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that's Banstyle/sappy's curry by Underworld is it not? |
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Satan's rant, the uppermost song at: www.mp3.com/stations/blueberrymuffins tie for 2nd place with the new genre "deliberately retarded" genre. Few can pull this off just right: tchony- "outie" and dj inspiration "no more evil" on the same station |
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Damn those Beatles for being around before I was! 1- She's well aquainted with the touch of the velvet hand, like a lizard on a window pane 2- Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess, boy you been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down 3- Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly, he got Joo-Joo eyeball he one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker he just do what he please 4-Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither while they pass They slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind Possessing and caressing me Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes That call me on and on across the universe Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe 5- Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for? |
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(oh oh) when I'm sitting on my bed reading fairy tales there's nothing in my dream that I can think of not even a little puppy coming to me-ee or money growing on trees or pennies standing in a tree falling on me there's nothing in my dream that I can think of nothing in my dream (nothing in my dream) (oh oh) I was..reading a fairy tale on my bed when suddenly my bedroom door opened and there you were, sitting on a bed (sitting on a bed) (oh oh) when I'm sitting on my bed reading fairy tales there's nothing in my dream that I can think of not even a little puppy coming to me-ee or money growing on trees or pennies standing in a tree falling on me there's nothing in my dream that I can think of nothing in my dream (nothing in my dream) (oh oh) when I'm sitting on my bed reading fairy tales there's nothing in my dream that I can think of not even a little puppy coming to me-ee or money growing on trees or pennies standing in a tree falling on me there's nothing in my dream that I can think of nothing in my dream (nothing in my dream) (oh oh oh oh....) I was..reading a fairy tale on my bed when suddenly my bedroom door opened and there you were, sitting on a bed (sitting on a bed) but there was still nothing to think of (in my dream...) |
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the first one is, yes |
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seriously though If there's something inside that you wanna say You can say it out loud, it will be OK I will be your light I will be your light I will be your light I will be your light If there's something inside that you wanna say You can say it out loud, it will be OK I will be your light I will be your light I will be your light I will be your light I...need...love... yeah, I...need...love... |
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Smile for a while and lets be jolly, theres no need to be non melancholy Something like that anyway from I didn't promise you a rose garden, by the Osmonds but I prefer the Suicide Machines version as that's the only one I've heard. |
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1. Its you that I adore You will always be my whore.... (ava aore: Smashing Pumpkins) 2. Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kickin squealin gucci little piggy... (paranoid android: Radiohead) 3. And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt... (hurt : NIN) |
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Lauryn Hill - to Zion Unsure of what the balance held I touched my belly overwhelmed By what I had been chosen to perform But then an angel came one day Told me to kneel down and pray For unto me a man child would be boren Woe this crazy circumstance I knew his life deserved a chance But everybody told me to be smart Look at your career, they said "Lauryn, baby, use your head" But instead I chose to use my heart Now the joy of my world is in Zion Now the joy of my world is in Zion How beautiful if nothing more Then to wait at Zion's door I've never been in love like this before Now let me pray to keep you from The perils that will surely come See life for you, my prince, has just begun And I thank you for choosing me To come through unto life to be A beautiful reflection of his grace For I know that a gift so great Is one only God could create And I'm reminded every time I see your face That the joy of my world is in Zion Now the joy of my world is in Zion Now the joy of my world is in Zion Now the joy of my world is in Zion Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion Marching, marching, marching Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion Marching Beautiful, beautiful Zion She wrote it for her son,Right after he was born... :') |
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i'm choked with emotion at the lovely repetitious use of the words "zion", "marching", and "I" |
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I always do when she sings "but instead I chose to use my heart" |
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yes, that certainly is a strikingly original poetic device -- i for one have never heard such phrases as "listen to your heart" or "follow your heart and not your head" &tc before |
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I love that song !!! Its very powerfull. The way she sings it man!! |
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a favoured hip hop lyric Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth (my teeth) It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief (relief) My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stiff so I looked around, then I smoked this big fat spliff Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell I put some Visine in my eyes so that no one can tell It's 12:55 almost time for the bell Put the breathmints in the mouth so that the mouth don't smell Now back on the job, I don't bother no one I keep strictly to myself and all my work gets done Now the job's finally over it's time to have fun and I'm hangin out with Trevor there's a kid named John Got real drunker than a skunk and happy as can be We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free Scoopin all the girls like nuttin with my trunk jewelry cause I'm a fly brown brother and you can't school me Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all down my throat Was it my big chains with the big plates on em? Then they rolled on me and told me to run em This was the moment I feared... "Hey yo homeboy take off your chains man Bout to hurt you real fuckin bad, I'm gonna fuck you up" This was the moment I feared... "Yo what's the matter stupid? Take the shits off man! The fuck is up?" I said, "They're really not real, they're just a front for the girls" Then a whole bunch of fists just caved my world I was in pain, so ashamed, I wish I had not came Had to kindly pick up my face and then ride home on the train, then I went to an open store that's where I bought me a quart Then I went to the park, and I sat and I thought I seen Danny Boy though, he's with his girl named Sarah in one of his cars, I think this one's a Bravera She calls out to me, but, I really couldn't hear her So I went just a little bit closer so I'd hear a little clearer She said, "I need Veronica Blades that's right near Tilden" I said, "I know where that's at cause that's r |
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fame throwa pass out the gold the diamond watch the last reward all the things we hid before you sold us out and took it all head-borne cries from zenith sluts astral rites from dead-end ruts and these ends are sick-end wars these ends were sick-end wars |
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A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired and unhappy Bring down the government They don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide No alarms and no surprises Silent. This is my final fit, my final bellyache with No alarms and no surprises No alarms and no surprises please Such a pretty house & such a pretty garden No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here) No surprises by Radiohead |
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life is bigger it's bigger than you and you are not me the lengths that i would go to the distance in your eyes |
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Tonight the city is full of morgues and alll theeeee toileeeets are overfloooowing There's shop-ing-malls comin' out of-the-walls as we walk out among the maneur, that's why.... I pay no mind, I pay no mind so get out your led pipe pipe dreams and get out your ten foot flags, the insects are huge and the poisons all been used and the drugs won't kill your day job. -beck pay no mind I was born in this hotel washing dishes in the sink magazines and free soda trying hard not to think. lay it all to the dawn everything we've done is wrong... I'll be lonesome when I'm gone... lay it all to the dawn. rattlesnake on the ceiling gunpowder on my sleeve I will live here forever with the ocean and the bees Lay it all to the dawn, everything we've done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone Lay it all to the dawn. -beck another mellowgold track. |
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I see the states, across this big nation I see the laws made in Washington, DC I think of the ones I consider my favorites I think of the people that are working for me |
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talking heads -- i love their early music |
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Obscene fantasy spins in my mind I'm going nowhere Love the way I feel when I am lost In your Barbed Wire Hair I am cut on Silky breath My dear my heart keeps racing Sewer in this mind Don't care much for this Life I'm facing Give me back my sugar cane Kept me up Kept me sane Feel no sunshine Feel no rain Don't know if I'll ever Love again... Mirror to my mind You seemed so kind My trust's unerring Messed her head up real good Do you find that life's disturbing? I'm so tired most of the time My heart keeps twisting burning Gut implodes on ice I want now that This world stops turning Give me back my sugar cane Kept me up Kept me sane Feel no sunshine Feel no rain Don't know if I'll ever Love again... I promise please Down on my knees I'll be your whore Just give me More...Give me back my sugar cane Kept me up Kept me sane Feel no sunshine Feel no rain Don't know if I'll ever Love again...Don't know Will I ever love again? — 12 Rounds, Barbed Wire Hair |
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Darkness at the break of noon, shadows even the silver spoon, the handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon to understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn, suicide remarks are torn from the fool’s gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn, That he not busy being born Is busy dying Temptation’s page flies out the door, you follow, find yourself at war, watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before you discover That you’d just be One more person crying So don’t fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear It’s alright, Ma, I’m only dying. |
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My absolute favorite Radiohead lyric "She looks like the real thing, she tastes like the real thing... My fake plastic love!!" Fake Plastic Trees... Oh my God, it gets me every time... |
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first patient pull out the skull remove the cancer breaking his back i chisle neck for the answer super sonic bionic robot voodoo power equator x my chance to flex skills on ampex with power needles and heaters guage anti-freeze octogon oxygen and aluminum intoxicants more ways to blow blood cells in your face react with four bombs and six fire missiles armed with seven rounds of space doo doo pistols. you may not believe livin' on the earth planet my skin is green and silver, bald head lookin mean astronauts get played tough like a ukalele as i'm movin' rockets over riding levels nothin's aware same data same system controled by gamma light earth people new york and california earth people, i was born on jupiter now my helmet's on you can't tell me im not in space with the national guard united states enterprise diplomat I swing with aliens at my feet comin' down the rampart to beam on the street obsolete computes compounds and dead sounds as i locate intricately independant economic vomit got save restore food in capsule D my program is ability far reaction in response to a no one identification code unidentified i got cosmophonic press a button change my face you recognize? so what! i turn invisible make myself clear reappear to you visual disappear again zap like a android face the facts i'm flying planets every day my nucleus prints to say i return again my 7 XL is not yet invented controled by gamma light earth people new york and california earth people, i was born on jupiter Space ranger contact 2 send 'em fedEX i program 1 and go to earth through the fax machine my numba 7-0-9-7-5-5-6-E-L-3 computer file 9-3 digital level, standin' on a terminal upside down through polygons fighting pentagons changin' blue skin my brown color's comin' back i'm psychodelic this time come in rainbow look at the green lights and y'all see my brain glow. five colors: yellow black and red and green purple controled by gamma light earth people new yo |
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..rk and california earth people I was born on jupiter |
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oh and here is a phatty one .. hangin tough hangin tough hangin tough We're Rough! on a side note.. did you know that Donnie Whalberg of the new kids was in Sixth Sense. he shoots and kills Bruce willis. |
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In Your Eyes, Peter Gabriel: "When I want to run away, I drive on, in my car!" I find this line to touching, because it is exactly what I do... when I need to get away, I go for a drive... |
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Groove is in the heart by Deee Lite "groove is in the heart" Because we all know that it is.... And Jungle DJ Towa Towa just kicks ass. |
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Bike by Syd Barrett! I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like. It's got a basket, a bell that rings and Things to make it look good. I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke. There's a tear up the front. It's red and black. I've had it for months. If you think it could look good, then I guess it should. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house. I don't know why. I call him Gerald. He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I've got a clan of gingerbread men. Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men. Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish. You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things. I know a room of musical tunes. Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork. Let's go into the other room and make them work |
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Shit fuck shit, when I said Syd Barrett, I meant Syd Barrett's PINK FLOYD of course... |
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