Rattlesnake Arena Lyrics

Astrid, do you recall the Sundays at the Spa with double straws from acarton with a heart on. Who could ask for more? You'd assure me you'dsupport me as I tried to write that novel...Read Full Lyrics

Our lady on the Bleeding Ground, her satin gown is trailing in the mud. Sheducks a football cos it's Christmas Day and the shells are duds. And Tomand Jerry drink their Bovril, cra...Read Full Lyrics

Our lady on the wall selling poppies for Our Boys. Our price. Our choice.we bought one-watched Our Lady fly confetti fly the city die in flames astanks spat amber at the Odeon. A s...Read Full Lyrics

Our lady in the abbatoir. She's hanging headless, charred. Baby on herbreast - there's nothing left, the milk turned to powder, Twist her, she'san hour glass - but time has died. T...Read Full Lyrics

With supple hands and iron will, we'll shape the land - we shall rebuild.We'll make the world a garden - we'll only scatter seed. We'll turn theweeds to wine. We'll count to nine w...Read Full Lyrics

Sounding the bell in the corridor. Sweeping the floor with her hair.She sprinkles hot ashes and salt on the stairs as she walks. We all walkbehind her. The city sleeps restless bel...Read Full Lyrics

She's on his mind, she's on his wall. She's in thecorner of his eye. She whispers sweet delirium. Heclimbs inside and blushes as the crimson tide flowsand flushes him away . . . Th...Read Full Lyrics

Fifteen stories high, the black curtains drawn, And the sun is just a brat that spits then goes away. The TV chatters, there's a pile of letters lying on the mat. Reminders and bil...Read Full Lyrics

Two glasses on a glass-top table. Lights are low, the ashtray's full. he talks of all his conquests--letters ringed with hearts and crosses. He left them in the drawer (at Hotel No...Read Full Lyrics

She covered up the mirror, hid his photo in thedrawer. The sketches that he made for her were rip-ped and rolling across the floor. All memories andpromises and plans they'd made w...Read Full Lyrics