Feeling low, the party's on the radio, should be at work, but Sodom till tomorrow. Think I'll bip round to the bird's house 'cos I've heard that her mum's away. I'll raid the neigh...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
If looks could kill, if touch caused a seizure - you'd be dead as a rock, no room in the freezer. Tease you with my fingers, squeeze you, 'til you rattle like an engine that's coll...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
On the antique wooden desk that I carved my plans on, stirring his coffee with a cigarette, swearing at the phone. Do you still have hopes of (opening a duchy?) An army of servants...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
In the wind, in the sea, whispering hate, heresy; quietly accusing me. Voices. Those voices, all I hear are voices. In the marsh, in the sky, firing curses in my eyes, cutting me w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
Sitting on the beachWe watch the sun dance on the oceanTurns the waves to liquid fireBut we know that they can't touch usHear a scream from far awayFlames dance across the horizonG...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
Reflecting on the Empire after eight... pig's head on a platewhite wine... The mint imperials circulated... Captain sips his brandy,curses Ghandi, dreams Napoleon and Delhi turns t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
Peeling paint, dead cigarettes... old cobwebs on the ceiling. Feelingfaint, the spider fled - the flies played hide 'n' seek. We wrestled cheekto cheek, pink naked on the sheets. A...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
Bills were mailed express, black borders ordered PAY. Across the page thefigures were laying and laughing... Jenny ripped them up. She ran the bath.Called her daughter, told her "C...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
Give the boy a uniform, a unicorn, a horn, a sawn off shotgun and acause... an ORDER. Cross a border. Tell him "Heads must roll!" Can fetchthem back on poles. No rules except "Amus...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots
In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades onsprings were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed,blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red blac...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Legendary Pink Dots