I was dragged out by the shore man A very poor man A very nice man A family man My lover drifted down the river Below the dark water The devil all around
Here in this hole we have fixed We get further and further and further and further For what we must do We must do I saw you asleep beside a hole Your
They tell me what they do I don't know what they're talking about They tell me what they do I don't understand what they're talking about They're talking
Who, who never showed you About the easy way? Whose robes did they trade you For such an easy life? Who, who never showed you About the easy way? Who
My God what would the community think You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful All the things that people do in winter They all melt down in summer
I still have a flame gun For the cute, cute, cute ones And I saw your hand With a loose grip on a tight ship I still have a flame gun For the cute ones
After this there will be no one After this there will be no one After this there will be no one After this there will be hats on different bodies After
If time had a place And space for your past Like a little novel I wanted to read again and again Would I be in your novel? Would I begin and end in it
Mother don't sit Mother don't stand Mother don't send me Sister come and lay your head on me I can see you haven't had any sleep in a long time That
When I was seven I told my mother To take me to the bay and put me on a ship Silver swordfish, electric I can feel or dream down here If the water should
Thinks of money all the time Doing it to annoy her She's on his conscience day and night So he acts like her employer They all come and peep through
I wanna see your, yeah, number 1 lowest common denominator, yeah You're so hot, you're so hot You're so hot, you're so hot On the outside I'm a good
There's a fine line between to use and to spend There's a fine line between being important and impotent Pull off my pants, lean against the wall Roll
Don't know Self... addressed envelopes Tape loop... on my videophone, videophone No, it's a joke No communication, the human race No communication, not
This is slow communique This is slow communique It's a show that I hope you know My opposing say, Why are we inside? There are no rules There are no
How do you feel when the talks break down How do you feel when the lines are broken What do you say when love can't be found what do you do when the truth
steal your individuality, and it wasn't just about sexuality I used to think of your smile to myself But now my life's a guessing game Communications, broken down, Communications
You cry as if there's something, something wrong with you. You cry as if there's something, I can do to you. I want to go back to when things were just