- 'Til I Die
The chill of the winter is bitter and bleak
The snow on the pathway is heavy and deep
So I dig in my shovel and lift it on high
I'm going to shovel this snow 'til I die
The end of the road looks like freedom to me
I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks
And the months fall behind as I pass the years by
- A Little Too High
Thumb it on the plunger and press it to your inner thigh
A spot of blood, a strand of hair beneath the bathroom light
I want to kiss it and make it feel better
I want to trace in it the twenty fourth letter
But I'm sick of it already I'm just a little too high
We'll walk a block and stand in line and watch the flashing lights
The bouncer is a friend of mine, he'll get us in all right
But when we kiss, please don't look me in the eye
- Angel and Devil
Wake up screaming in the middle of the night
Felt a chill and had a terrible fright
Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night
Was I wrong or was I right?
Could it be me, I've been walking in my sleep
Mumbling to the secrets that I keep
Was I wrong or was I right?
Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night
- Big Dick
Like a monkey in a zoo,
you're half gorilla too
When you pound it with your fist
and make it real stiff
Big Dick
Gotta cover your mistakes
your bloody out-takes
So you dip it in the wine
- Body Bag
They say the eyes are the windows of the soul
But i love all the little dark holes n your body bag.
Your little willie, he's oh, so pretty,
And those titties, and those titties in the body bag.
Nobody knows you and nobody wants to.
Willie's poised to dive into flesh,
Something tells me he will leave a mess in the body bag.
When we kiss my eyes are closed,
- Humans
Phone you mom, you're human
Don't play dumb, you're human
I know that you are anxiuos
You want more than this
Clean your mess, you're human
Get undressed, you're human
I know you're embarressed
- I Am Wrong
I know what I know
I'm no hero
Say yes, say no
Don't come, come close
Wrong
Be strong, be strong
Don't be all wrong
Don't wait or hesitate
- I Can't Stop Talking
I keep myself awake at night
I try to stop, but I can't fight
That voice that whispers ceaselessty
The one that only talks to me
It tells me what I have to fear
It spits its venom in my ear
It calculates and carefully
Enumerates its strategies
- Madness and Death
There are no words that can describe
The joy I feel just in being alive
And when I look inside of me I see
Love, faith and fidelity
Within the dark night of the soul
There lies a hidden, warming glow
And if that glow were blue and white
Could you sleep dreamless through the night ?
- Mama's Little Boy
Come the night, come the night
All the men want to fuss and fight
But not me, not me
`Cause that's not what i want to be
Cause I'm Mama's little boy
I'm Mama's little boy
I'm Mama's little boy
- No Rest For The Wicked
We are you, you are not
We are you, you are not
We crawl down, you jump up
We crawl down, you jump up
You are not you
I know
- Rags and Bones
Chirst was married on the cross
My father was married to my mother
Am aim married to a cigarette butt
Lying in the gutter
Rags and bones
Are we finally alone?
- Self Pity
Nobody lows me. Like I do
Nobody loves me. Like I do
Self pity
I can't do anything. What can I
do? I can't do anything. What
can I do?
- Sex Is Philosophy
Sex is philosophy, philosophy is sex
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The wheels are turning, everything is fine
Her mouth is open end every moan is mine
Another dark hole in a clear, blue eye
- Slowly Melting
Our floating houses, on molten granite
Our liquid planet
It is a home for us all
I'm firmly planted, my earth is solid
I feel a presence
But there is nothing at all
I wanted something, down here is something
It's really something
- Some Bodies
I like some bodies.
I hate some bodies.
With some bodies I know I could go either way.
I'd like to have somebody some way.
I've seen them moving, I've seen the breathing,
And all of the things that my body can do.
Because I'm a body, I wan't a body, too.
- State of Grace
First I told to myself there was no more than the sound
Of the wind through an open door, and if no one
entered it was no crime - at least it was none of
mine, and all i saw I kept at bay, an empty heart
in an emtpy space, there was no reason for me to
live, I had nothing to give, nothing to give
I closed my eyes and to my surprise my heart
- Stocktaking
Are you getting whta you want?
And are you geting what you need?
I've heard it said that love is truelly sacred
But nowhere is written that's guarenteed
Who decides what will happen?
And who decides what for?
Is it just a crazy little game?
- Teresa, Give Me That Knife
Can you picture me standing there?
I see it can you picture me way up there?
I see it now my whole life
I see it now my whole damn life
Teresa, what would you die for? What would you die for?
What would you die for, teresa? What would you die for?
Teresa, give me that knife give me
- The day everything became nothing
The day everything became nothing, I was standing underneath a
streetlight, wishing I had a cigarette. I can't recall anything
unusual about it. If there was something in the air, if the skies had
clouded over, I wasn't aware, I was too bored to care. No thunder
roared. No lightning cracked. No missiles rained from the sky. This
was no sneak attack. There was just suddenly this awful lack. Things
had changed, that's for sure.
The day everything became nothing, you couldn't put your finger on
- The World Wasn't Built In A Day
As I was driving around aimlessly, a waking dream occurred to me
That everyone I knew had died that day
That my friends, co-workers and loved ones, had all just suddenly passed away
Well, there were drunken car crashes, airline disasters, and suicides that were unexplained
And as I drove past familiar scenes, streets and buildings that were a hundred times seen
As a wave of contentment washed over me, I wondered what this could possibly mean
As the sun spilled its warmth over the houses and trees
I felt that I was finally free
- Tired of Waiting
I got tired, tired of waiting
Tired of waiting, waiting for the news
Tired of waiting for things to improve
Tired of waiting, waiting for your letter
Tired of waiting for things to get better
I got tired, tired, tired of waiting
- Two Lips, Two Lungs And One Tongue
He kept trying
He kept trying
But he couldn't find out
Why he couldn't stop crying
Only so many songs can be sung
With two lips, two lungs and one tongue
She kept praying
- Under the Sea
Sunken wrecks rise from the
Sand silent ships on dry land
While waves are crashing overhead
We cultivate our tulip beds
Hard work and honesty
The lowland is the place to be
We're under the sea
We're under the sea
- When Putting It All In Order Aint Enough
When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like you froze and ask yourself how?
When all those tomorrows get crammed into now
You stop like you froze and ask yourself how?
How?
When putting it all in order ain’t enough
The tough gets going and the going gets tough