- November Was White, December Was Grey.
The fire, it cracks
And the flakes snow on
November was white
and December was grey
Well, someday soon
When the spring brings the sun
I'll finally sleep, I'll finally
- Blah Blah Blah
You think the birds are pretty
and you sleep eight hours at night.
And I'm fog, out of the city,
and still you stake it all.
And trains stop for you and so do the boys,
when you run your fingers through your hair.
But resistance is futile.
- Devils
Well, the devil got my number and the devil got my size
And the devil got my head and the devil got my eyes
I'mma tryin' hard to get up lest he make it to my heart
'Cause I wanna make it back from the dark, dark, dark
A ha-ha, yeah, and a ha-ha, yeah
Well, a ha-ha, yeah, and a ha-ha, yeah
A ha-ha-ha, yeah, and a ha-ha, yeah
- Hooplas Involving Circus Tricks
It's crowded and we're bored
The chamber maid: she snores
The drummer's gone to tune up all her toms
I laid my head down and now my wallet's gone
Hooplas involving circus tricks
At addresses way out in the sticks
The pixies in tight green little skirts say it's so much better now that is hurts
- I'm So Tired
I'm so tired, i haven't slept a wink
So tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder, should i get up
And fix myself a drink?
No no no
No no no
I'm so tired, i don't know what to do.
So tired, my mind is set on you.
- Let's Talk About Spaceships
and what's that saying again
they're only words
and words can't kill me
well i can't even spell them
and the cadence
of what she says is swell
let's talk about spaceships
- November Was White, December Was Grey
The fire, it cracks
And the flakes snow on
November was white
and December was grey
Well, someday soon
When the spring brings the sun
I'll finally sleep, I'll finally
- Recurring Motifs In Historical Flirtings
You must be happy now I'm deaf to dial tones.
And your cool bangs have gone off with him.
And to me you say, "let's just be friends!,"
The four worst words in our language.
But here's another chance:
I'll fight him in a dance off and I'll win,
To a slow, slow BPM.
- Sister Needs A Settle
Mary
I don't know what to do
Mary
cos every time I look away from you, you're all I see
Mary
If the past shapes the present
then presently all would be living it differently now
- Super
You're super, you really are.
Just like your T-ball trophy says, you've come so far.
It's just a matter of a little time,
before you've got the dog, the tots, the pretty wife.
The postman waves,the cashier smiles.
The boss is glad, you pleased the clients.
You take a bow, the crowds all cheer.
It took a lot of super stuff to get you here.
- Sweet Sweet Heartkiller
In her youth she made tons of pence
ghost-penning songs for big hair aristocrats.
Now she lies in a plush, velvet bed,
shaped like a coffin and filled with bats.
And she is pale and I am smitten
and in the moonlight we both still like
the smell of anything night blooming,
and she bites through the necks like Ginsu:
- Take Ya' Dancin'
Even barring the dark, dark fallout of you
Seein' me lift hooves and flail on
Well, I'm not sure that I've got the nerves just yet
I, I'mma workin'
But your belly's not full of butterflies
And your head's about to burst
Your organ's got no player
- The Death of Girl Number Two
Beneath your thick skin,
There must have been a creature
Controlling you like a marionette robot.
Or else how could you have said those things?
Or else how could you have stopped your heart?
I did the autopsy with my scalpel
And found that, yes, my brand new theory was true.
And the creature was a nasty bugger
- They Write Books About This Sort Of thing
Her pretty noises
Can you turn them down
I think that I'm dying
Do you want to go out?
Because we can play some pac-man
Or go to the library
We can order some pat thai
- Toil And Trouble
Just a lock of her and a jar of her breath.
It might work this time, oh yes.
Hold your horses, your tremors and glee, all right?
All right? All right. She's gonna love me, oh yes she will.
Mix it in, keep an eye on the broth and your watch.
Sometimes the slow simmer turns into a boil.
I'm afraid it's the only way this can end.
- Yeah, I'm in Love with an Android
Her kisses are metallic and her touch is firm but cold.
And I don't thinks she sleeps at night, but plugs into the wall.
And we have a great relationship,
based on things that can't be said.
And she has a great relationship with our television set.
And, yeah, I'm in love with an android, but so what?
Stranger things have happened,