then her wine keels over
and it flows through the linen
on our matress thats titled to
the axis of evil

my mind keels over
and we're suddenly together
on our matress thats tilted to
the axis of evil

destiny's got her foot in her mouth
could take fate to pull it out

consequence is a drunk running south
hit the road with desire and self doubt

theres a fire out in my street ( Read more... )

i dont care much for money
it tinkers bella round in a jet car
i dont care if she bums a share
as long as she dont touch my hair

one for his heart and one for his head ( Read more... )

Milt was a bitter boy, in a town of fool's gold
he rolled up all the litter in a brown tally-ho
They lit it with explosion and stuck it in his teeth
he was a stupid beggar boy, soon to be a theif
as he greased his way to Gone Street with a piece beneath his seat

i was lying in a cradle, up in a tree ( Read more... )

pitch black sugar shack full of silly singers syponing the oil from the back of the trough were the pigs play cards for the largely green estate on the back end of the valley that runs like a drain to the city who cant sleep because the frieght train comes loudly twice a year with the conductor who sports pyjamas and a night cape, for the ladies he ( Read more... )

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i want to turn the lights
on to everybodys brains
The girls in the black dress
will glow electric
And embrace the shine of
the high-heeled blues
Men chained by symbol and cus to running blues
are going to ramble
to the wizards ling