call me ishmaellike my stylegot a white whale in bulk mailhalf a doubloonone harpoonprice to sellbroken seashellswith purchasefree blowfishold man queequeg can’t sell his headsell his head head sell his headlolita light of my lifewhat’s your sign mine’s the still lifescuse me miss your pleasure ison top of my to do listi’m so sorry it’s stupidi think you stepped on my idon my id id on my idgranted i am an inmateof the mental hospitaland maybe i’m a bit shrillbut the cell wants free refillstwo 60 watt bulbs birth mehanging from the same old treesame old tree tree same old treesame old tree tree old oak tree

Our time has comeWeve come undoneThe ground that shakes beneath usStained red with bloodA grave of many secretsCharred by the sunWell show no signs of weaknessWe are amidst the wolvesBrace your fucking selvesBarely aliveNothing but another drone in a hiveYou stand aloneUpon the wreckage of a broken homeWe are reborn in the eye of the stormWe gather up the strength to tryBut again and again well fucking failAnd this is all that we knowThe malnutrition of a dying soulWe are the chosen ones Now you will come undoneSacred hateTake the weightBear it on your bonesSacred hateFill the gravesFodder for the crowsOur resistance led to where we are nowWe are amidst the wolvesAnd we wont back downWere counting down these numbered daysWell try and tryYeah again and again well fucking failYou will smile as you watch us sufferYou will behold your downfall with horrorWe are thirsty for perversityWe laugh in the face of adversityAnd this is all that we knowThe malnutrition of a dying soulSacred hateTake the weightBear it on your bonesSacred hateFill the gravesFodder for the crowsOur resistance led to where we are nowWe are amidst the wolvesAnd we wont back downA grave of many secrets charred by the sunA grave of many secrets charred by the sunWe are the chosen onesNow you will come undoneA grave of many secrets charred by the sunWell show no signs of weaknessWe are amidst the wolvesBut you must die before you can be born againSacred hateTake the weightBear it on your bonesSacred hateFill the gravesFodder for the crowsOur resistance led to where we are nowWe are amidst the wolvesAnd we wont back down

SandinistaYou make me glad that I met yaAdorable beastyeahHands and feetyeahAnd all the bits in betweenyeahSandinistaFloating down a stream of love namedfor insurgent dameson the scentof the least resistanceSandinistagiddier than a drunk priest yeahAnd just a bit bleakerYou’re a guerillawith a hot terrorist’s keesterSandinistaI am just a hand grenade thatdangles while you dancethrough the rainof a fierce Nor’ easterSTANDING ON THE D.M.Z OF HOW YOU LUST FORSTANDING ON THE D.M.Z OF HOW YOU LUST FOR MEOn the beach yaYou caught a fish but released herSandinistaSandinistaWatching you polish your piece yeahis like being kissed yeah

When I met you I thought I hadmaybe seen you around hereBut there were no coincidencesthat our two lives could spareI asked about your upbringingand barreled through your C.V.But when your overcoat slipped offYou couldn’t it keep it from meArgo Corn Starch® IndianI feel I know you better thanmost of the real life women that I’vemet on this side of the packagingThere are some prejudices thatpersist throughout my whole lifeAnd one that I can’t seem to shakeis that bald guys look alikeBut once while mopping up the floorI almost lost my bearingsA rakish face looked out at mewith one seductive earringI don’t want to make a sceneI have strong feelings Mr. CleanI melt like ice cream when you stare outfrom your throne there on the packagingThings are mostly things to me butevery once in a whileAn object rears its ugly rearand stands out in the pileThe hundredth bottle on the wallmight prove to be quite numbingbut one real shapely jug can makea dead man keep on comingOh Mrs. Butterworth shame on youLeaving me sitting in sticky gooWhenever I get my hands on youI become one with the packaging

Rain for the last day that I will be knownthe way that i want them to know me.Rain for reporters predictable leadson the darkening stain of my name.Rain like the morning you left withthe international brigade.The streak of your face at the glassas the train pulled away.The Aspidistra that refused to dieminiature camera in a Cambridge tieto get that Soviet control to crack a smileall in our file my fellow traveler.Sleep for the telephones silent receiveron its beetle-black back in the hall.Sleep for the bottle that rolled off my deskand danced itself out on the floor.Sleep for the overturned ashtraysplayed across an unmade bed.While i interrogate every word that I ever said.I fall from buildings into angry airlecture my students in my underwearbut once i was allowed to dream of you isnteadmy dear defected fellow traveler.How you booked your final passagewith a passport you paid for with a pair of roller skates.How you dyed your hair and mustacheput on a Mid-Atlantic accent but you couldnt stop the shakeswhen they asked where you had come fromand you muttered thats a good onethat you were never really certain.Every umbrella down on Portman Squareopens and closes to arraign our fairtheory of something I cant picture anymore;a forgery for my fellow traveler.I wont wait to seeI still believe in you and me my fellow traveler.

Beep beep cruise the boys in the rideHad to stop them dont want to just walk on byGot me feeling so rightI can stay up all nightLooking sweet sweet in my candies todayAnd theres nobody keeping up with my shoe gameNow Im calling all my girlsGetting ready for the turn upSing it... Fifth HarmonyAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upRock your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upIn your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upAnd rock your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upIn your candiesIf I like it then I gotta get anotherYou girls got it in every colorGot the dress purse craft skirtsGot on the whole crew on flickI keep the new cute tops tight jeanBut Im a candies pump girl low keyIf I tell you that Im shoppingYou know where to come find meAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upRock your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upIn your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upAnd rock your candiesAll my ladies stand upAll my ladies stand upIn your candies

The surfaces crawlOut come the wolvesDescend from Gods pullpawPresent childish scrawlContacter may save the slam-doorAnd surrounding wallsKill steal for a moment I still hope At your beck and callThrill still for one moment I still loveAnd condemn the scoreLove settle the scoreLove settle the scoreId kill steal for one moment its still love To settle the scoreI wont defeat skeletonsKnowing vacant flesh Now were pink and freshMake me disappearDefeat skeletonsMy brother walk onBe insolvent be a dyed in the wool ghostAnd settle us allIts your callNo meat skeletonIll yieldSo hollow itMade this disappearMade me skeletonEmpty his gun and wounded his victimEmpty his gun and wounded his victimsSo celebrate in vigilance your victoryA rear view of rainbow red as heaven bleedsThe coveting and lecturing of ignoranceAnd all at once as clear as day I hear the bellsAm I awake? Am I asleep? What did I do?So lie a week andNever wakenWaken until they fall

Always say never stay hid in the long grass andThe harvest in heaven has stood us in good stead butYou wont be the last one to see itThe last one to make ends meetInfinite possiblitiesSome for red and some for greenLike flowers in a smoking screenForgiveness like a parasiteJust takeAlways say never but damn it get hards sometimesTo deny the pressure and still never compromiseBut this is not our last hurrah but is a memory hung in talonstellersTallis(?)Like hide and seek with valentines Ill play shrewd ... (shrewed?) forevermoreIncendiary came the heart attacks instead of doing all your timeDont dareOh its easy to be impossibleAs car mounts the pavement you do not think once you do not think twiceI must be god and live or stay and dieI am so hot my jaw unlocked and I swallowed a dozenSlider just whole burnt(?)Never say never never say neverThe demands of the gift demands of the giftDemands of the gift

You and meBefore we became enemiesAnd found a safer place to beOut here in the rainComfort meHold me like youd want to beAnd I will do the best I canWith the little that I knowIts the waiting hours that hold you up like a clockAnd show you what you areShow you what you areThe wreckage of a treeThe hope for faster speedsAnd the weight of all the worldBut here we arePicking flowers out of a jarLong before the market startsAnd the bustle of the dayAnd talk to meIn languages we like to speakIn the alphabet of planted seedsWith a hope for what will growIts the waiting hours that hold you up like a clockAnd show you what you areShow you what you areThe wreckage of a treeThe hope for faster speedsAnd the weight of all the worldThe weight of all the world (2x)

Sometimes makin songs for livingfeels like living to make songsand sometimes I get an uneasy feelingthat Im doing something wrongCuz nothing really feels like homeand I just want to be aloneCalculate the hours till the powr in the well goes dryIm watching as the stage goes blackHow long till we all go backto being nothing at allnothing but a spark in someones eyeAm I givin all that I can giveAm I earning the right to liveBy looking in the mirrortheres nothing more sincerethan a selfish heartAnd sometimes I got nothing to sayI think breaking a heartcould maybe be the start of some new pageAnd sometimes I play a couple war gamesusing live ammunitionso I can fix what Im missing most of my songs are trueMost of my songs are dueto some broken peopleso I could write a singleIm watching as the stage goes blackHow long till we all go backto being nothing at allnothing but a spark in someones eyeAm I givin all that I can giveAm I earning the right to liveBy looking in the mirrortheres nothing more sincerethan a selfish heartIm watching as the stage goes blackHow long till we all go backto being nothing at allnothing but a spark in someones eyeAm I givin all that I can giveAm I earning the right to liveBy looking in the mirrortheres nothing more sincerethan a selfish hearttheres nothing more sincerethan a empty hearttheres nothing more sincerethan who we arethan who we are

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I couldn't catch a ride, I tried so I was walkin' It started raining when you called to tell me You were flakin' out again I only had a buck not enough to get a latte So I sat down at a table and I thought about you instead I'd have to be a fool to believe every word you said And I don't wanna be y ...

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