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"Spoonful Of Sugar"

"Spoonful Of Sugar"


Sometimes I'm feeling bad and then again I'm sad
But she makes me happy
Sometimes I'm feeling wrong and that I can't go on
But she makes me understand and see
She's a spoonful of sugar to me
So sweet so sweet so sweet to me
She makes me feel so right, makes everything so bright
That's why I love her you see
Best girl I ever had she never made me mad
She's the right girl wouldn't you agree?
She's a spoonful of sugar to me
So sweet so sweet so sweet to me
One thing I understand I'll soon to be a man
And I'll want her for the rest of my life
One thing we'll have to plan I'll soon want to have
Her hand and I'll want her to be my wife
Sometimes I'm feeling bad and then again I'm sad
But she makes me happy
Sometimes I'm feeling wrong and that I can't go on
But she makes me understand and see
 
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"Springtime Is The Season"

"Springtime Is The Season"


The summer's good for tulips,
Though pansies disagree.
They find the heat most distasteful,
And humidity far too grim to stand up tall
And bargain with the bees.
They prefer to droop and mope
And wait for autumn's breeze.

The autumn's good for pumpkins,
Though apples don't approve.
The trees that they've been living on
now forces them to move,
And rudely lets them to fall
and sends them quick to their demise
Without so much a bon voyage or even a goodbye.

The winter's good for penguins,

Though brown bears must object.
When talk comes to the joys of winter,
They must interject,
"Hibernating in the snow just isn't where it's at,
because sleeping makes you skinny,
and we bears like to be fat."

The springtime is the season,
Where everyone's a friend.
Loneliness and desperation both come to an end.
No matter how you died through winter,
In spring you're born again,
Your life might not be going good,
But spring helps you to pretend.
 
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"St. Exquisite's Confessions"

"St. Exquisite's Confessions"


I'm so sick of sucking the dick of this cruel cruel city
I've forgotten what it takes to please a woman
But that's all gonna change [2x]

Now the freaks wanna take me home to see
If the rumors are true,
so I kick open the doors and windows
To let the world hear sure
There's so much anger and pain
But come see, there's still some gentle people
fucking to strawberry letter 23

Now we're both laughing
(Bitch)

Maybe I'll blow you
Whatever kind of kisses you want
Because you've got so much in common
With my peacock creator
We function on the lowest human level
But still somehow keep living
I thought it was over but it all still hurts the same
It still hurts the same

I only photograph my fascinations
Till the stress of the flash makes them fade
The danger is real but I'm mute to the feeling
We started by giving each other interesting notes sober case (sober case)
Seduce a dream back to the surface
Clarify my empty elephant of some beautiful death
It's time to get to know the article that you'll be stripping
Ladies of the spread
You better keep my secrets in that perfume poodle head
Now c'mon, to the replacement dolphin that's cheating treats
from the bottom of the hotel pool
The lion leaped out of his pendant and then
He talked about Valerie and her week of wonders
(We-V-I-L)
She loves to do beautiful things

Feeling voices again not good
Look the sky is pregnant with maggots
Cuz something happened in the parking lot
I'm searching for the context not finding it
Don't make it real for me
Some things are better left victims
 
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"Stag To The Stable"

"Stag To The Stable"


How can she feel good 'bout being man in high castle
When she knows it was my home and I ain't even welcome there?
Oh god, I want to go home
See, it's nothing now
Just a shell, just a ruin
Still I think I ought to sit among my articles of decay
The Shivah, or whatever, for our love, it is ended
It's time to burn the death veils and live again

Oh god, I want to live again
See, I'm just like you, baby
Makes me crazy, to languish in this purgatorial rot
Disappearing is eerie
When you don't even care to maintain a physical form
Or give voice to the pariah plaintiff in adjudication rooms

Take it easy, Satans, I don't want her to grieve
I hate that she's been wounded by these changes in me
I don't wanna hurt her, I just want to be free

Oh god, I want to live again
It's terrible to see our effigy hanging there to
Watch it burning just 'cause some goodness is gone

Take it easy, Satans, I don't want her to grieve
I hate that she's been wounded by these changes in me
I don't wanna hurt her, I just want to be free

Take it easy Satans, I don't want her to grieve
I hate that she's been wounded by these changes in me
I don't wanna hurt her I just want to be free
 
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"Steppin' Out"

"Steppin' Out"


I'm the wrong color but I'm on the one
Wish I wasn't human, wish I was a pop gun

Get off me babe, I'm not your ride
Besides, I'm out of tickets and I mean, where's your pride?
It's not so terrible being alone
There's nothing to hurt you, except your own

Somebody just date raped me to get to me know me
Speech impediment like let's make macaroni art
Heart in a furnace, got your learner's permit
Now you're preggo wondering if you should full term it
Should you get extensions or maybe just perm it
Treats you like a pervy switch, he likes to catch, can't really pitch
He's such a bitch about humidity because now his weave is all fucked up
Tucked you in with a bedtime story, act all whorey, sports fantasy about Robert Horry
Three feet big mouth on your teet like a little tyke
I always show respect to the sluts and the dykes
And the freon boys and a banned agenda motherfuck D.O.M.A. baby never surrender

You've been a fag hag for too long
Time for stepping out in your front thong (step out)

Get off me babe, I'm not your ride
Besides, I'm out of tickets and I mean, where's your pride?
It's not so terrible to be alone
There's nothing to hurt you, except your own

I'm the wrong color but I'm on the one
Wish I was a chameleon, wish I was a pop gun
 
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"Subtext Read, Nothing New"

"Subtext Read, Nothing New"


I hate people who think they "knew me when"
As if I was once true and now am false
A personality is a progression
Some wild twisting beast that never stops escaping from itself
In the ghetto of winter
I traced my hand on a placemat
Drew your face with my eyes closed
Pretended I was eating with my favorite author
Pretending I was making him laugh
I just don't know how to feel
I just don't feel
But I wouldn't even notice
No, I wouldn't have any reason to care
If not for your complaint
I know that I make you unhappy
But what can I do?
I wasn't created just for you
Not just for you
 
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"Suffer For Fashion"

"Suffer For Fashion"


We just want to emote until we're dead
I know we suffer for fashion or whatever
We don't want these days to ever end
We just want to emasculate them forever

Pretty sirens don't go flat
It's not supposed to happen like that
Not like that
Not like that
Not like that

We've got to keep it physical
When our tellies are six hours away
Please call to say that you miss me, feel me or whatever
Vicissitudes are boxing our heads
Like they just want to emaciate them forever
Forever
Forever

Pretty sirens don't go flat
It's not supposed to happen like that
Not like that
Not like that
Not like that

We've got to keep our little click clicking at 130 BPM
It's not too slow
If we've got to burn out, let's do it together
Let's all melt down together
Together
Let's go together
Let's do it together
Let's go together

...Focus... (...calling...)
...What's the status? (eleven)...

Forever
Forever
Pretty sirens don't go flat
It's not supposed to happen like that
Not like that
Not like that
Not like that

We've got to keep our little click clicking at 130 BPM
It's not too slow
If we've got to burn out, let's do it together
Let's all melt down together
Together
Let's go together
Let's do it together
Let's go together
 
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"Tender Fax"

"Tender Fax"


Stop dreaming of me dying in violent ways,
Can't you see it makes me paranoid?
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
With you it's always violins smashed to cinders
With you it's always memories, last chance to winter somewhere brave
Yeah, you can be brave and try to explain, but
I feel it coming, I don't know what
I feel the craving, I don't know what
I feel the craving, I
Your smile was processed in every other frame
In the druggie strobe stop-action effects
Your attitude is impossible to dance to
I hate myself when you touch me
I want to beat you with a killer's ideas
Somewhere emotions and my physical heart in bootlegs
 
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"The Actor's Opprobrium"

"The Actor's Opprobrium"


I guess I should have known to stay away
From a snuff film by Gene Genet
But the cash was good and the director gave me the biggest scene
What does it mean when Pentacostal born again virgins appear picketing in angry protest?
Oh those sloppy tarts have sulpherized hearts

Sure a dead man quietly pulling on his tongue in a coffin after being hung
Does make strange erotic cinema but that was the great master's vision
And the actors agree to portray the fiend is best in a death fantasy
'cause when one is licking the knife, ah well that is truly the life

oh what does it mean when the stagehand approaches wheeling in a guillotine
let's play nice
yes I want to be a star but that's going too far

yes I'm still smarting from the bite of coital sessions in gelatal light
I'm questioning my chosen career
don't think I'll be attending the premier
 
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"The Autobiographical Grandpa"

"The Autobiographical Grandpa"


I take a walk I mow the grass
I don't worry 'bout
the years that pass
My wife is dead I live alone
in my little country home
I have my memories
and dogs for friends

I water the ferns I plant some seeds
I make sure to pull out all the weeds
And to help myself along
I like to whistle this funny little song
I sang in my army days when I was young

A hot air balloon I will float away
At times I'm holding you

My kids and grandkids come
to stay with me once a year
And on New Years I drive down to be with them
Though I'm happy often I feel lonely
But when I speak I hear my wife speak

Don't feel alone because you're not really alone
Sweetheart no don't think you're alone

I feed the cat I sweep the floor
I don't fear dying anymore
I like to fish with Ed and Will
in the pond by the old paper mill
I am resigned to finish off my days this way
 
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