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13 May, 2012 at 9:15 am #1402123 June, 2012 at 11:18 pm #140213
I met a girl and we ran away
I swore I’d make her happy every day
And how I made her cry
Two faces have ISometimes mister I feel sunny and wild
Lord I love to see my baby smile
Then dark clouds come rolling by
Two faces have IOne that laughs one that cries
One says hello one says goodbye
One does things I don’t understand
Makes me feel like half a manAt night I get down on my knees and pray
Our love will make that other man go away
But he’ll never say goodbye
Two faces have ILast night as I kissed you ‘neath the willow tree
He swore he’d take your love away from me
He said our life was just a lie
And two faces have I
Well go ahead and let him try..5 July, 2012 at 9:13 pm #140214Marjory Razorblade is as keen and sharp as can be
Will always settle my problems for me
She will sort out all my dusty neighbours
Cut a swatch right through their undignified ways
And if they talk about me behind my back
She will not play their game, she will not play that game, she will not play their game
Oh, Marjory Razorblade oh what a picture she made
In her long and her fusty dress and her hair that she plaited best
Oh what a woman, what a tongue, what an abrasive manner
And if anyone upsets me, they will regret it, they will regret it
Oh she’s mine though she’s over fifty-nine
She’s experience of the world far beyond my years
Oh mother me Marjory oh Razorblade
Mother me Marjory oh Razorblade(dedicated to moonshadow)
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9 July, 2012 at 9:25 pm #140215“Candidate”
I’ll make you a deal, like any other candidate
We’ll pretend we’re walking home ’cause your future’s at stake
My set is amazing, it even smells like a
street
There’s a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend
Someone scrawled on the wall “I smell the blood of les tricoteuses”
Who wrote up scandals in other barsI’m having so much fun with the poisonous people
Spreading rumours and lies and stories they made upSome make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish that you’d never been seen
But there’s a shop on the corner that’s selling papier mache
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
So you scream out of line
“I want you! I need you! Anyone out there?
Any time?”
Tres butch little number whines “Hey dirty, I want you
When it’s good, it’s really good, and when it’s bad I go to pieces”
If you want it, boys, get it here, thingWell, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in another bed
On another floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar like a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we’ve must be looking for a different kindBut we can’t stop trying ’til we break up our minds
Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in frightI guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We’ll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river holding hands
23 July, 2012 at 7:38 pm #140216Think of a number
Between 1 and 3
That’s the kind of stupid choice
You’re giving me
I’ll go and think of any number
Between 1 and 3
And if I don’t want 2
You don’t get me
If I don’t want 2
You don’t get meYeah, yesterday you said
You had yesterday for sure
And tomorrow when the sun shines
Tomorrow is all yoursBut just this once
Give me what I really want
Give me a choice
And give me now
Not tomorrow not when
Give me now now now
Not yesterday not then
I want now now now
Not never not forever
I want nowSo go and think of a letter
Between T and V
Yeah, that’s the kind of idiot choice
You’re giving me
I’ll go and think of any letter
Between T and V
And if I don’t want U
You don’t get me
And if I don’t want U
You don’t get me
Don’t get meAnd if I don’t want U
You don’t get me
And if I don’t want U
You don’t get meYeah yesterday you said
You had yesterday for sure
And tomorrow when the sun shines
Tomorrow is all yoursBut just this once
Give me what I really want
Give me a choice
And give me now
Not tomorrow not when
I want now now now
Not yesterday not then
Give me now now now
Not never not forever
I want nowSo scissors, paper, stone
We can play it any way you want
Paris, London, Rome
Or in your bedroom back at home
Yeah, scissors, paper, stone
Everything on one last day
Here we go
Ching chang chongThe Cure
8)
27 July, 2012 at 4:22 pm #140217yeah, they call him the Karate King
Chopping children down like trees
Bringing cows to their knees
Making their udders bleedNow they call him the Karate King
Top of the shop in his robe
Nothing there can grow
When he’s aroundGoing chop, chop
Going chop, chop
Going chop, chop
Down in the gymnasiumThey call him the Karate King
Like a bird on a wing
Standing posing at the window
At the door in his vestHis white and muscled flexing at all the passing girls
Smashing his way through the window frames
Ripping apart his mother’s pearls
They’re dying on the dressing tableChop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chopSo if you see the Karate King
Help him, help him
Maybe you’ll tie, tie his shoe laces
Come on, come on, comment on his pomaded hairTell him he would have been an excellent
Kamikaze pilot in the Second World War
‘Cause that’s what he wants to hear
That’s what he wants to hear in the gymnasiumChop, chop
Chop, chop
Chop, chop(not dedicated to moonshadow)
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1 August, 2012 at 3:55 pm #140218Go and tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my,
my, my, my,
my, my
Right in this moment this order’s tallAnd I told you to be patient
and I told you to be fine
and I told you to be balanced
and I told you to be kindAnd in the morning when I’m with you
but it will be a different kind
I’ll be holding all the tickets
and you’ll be owning all the finesMy, my, my,
my, my, my,
my, my3 August, 2012 at 3:02 pm #140219Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
Landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the side lines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died3 August, 2012 at 6:33 pm #140220Let’s face the music and dance
There may be trouble ahead
But while there’s moonlight and music And love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance
Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill And while we still have the chance
Let’s face the music and dance
Soon, we’ll be without the moon Humming a different tune and then There may be tear drops to shed
So while there’s moonlight and music And love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance
Let’s face the music and dance
Soon, we’ll be without the moon Humming a different tune and thenThere may be tear drops to shed
So while there’s moonlight and music And love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance
Let’s face the music and dance9 August, 2012 at 4:12 pm #140221The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There’s no room
No space to rent in this townYou’re out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you’re not moving anywhereYou thought you’d found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for graceIt’s a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It’s a beautiful day
Don’t let it get awayYou’re on the road
But you’ve got no destination
You’re in the mud
In the maze of her imaginationYou love this town
Even if that doesn’t ring true
You’ve been all over
And it’s been all over youIt’s a beautiful day
Don’t let it get away
It’s a beautiful dayTouch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I’m not a hopeless caseSee the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came outIt was a beautiful day
Don’t let it get away
Beautiful dayTouch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I’m not a hopeless caseWhat you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
Don’t need it now
Was a beautiful day:) 8)
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