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I am the earth,
it's not something that I know. I am the dirt, when to freeze and when to grow. I had my own birth, when to stay in and when to go. And I am your curse, it's not something that I know. You came out of the sky like a feather from an angel. I was rubbing my eyes. I know I'm not so wise or half as able as your angel size. Love as light as light as a lead dove (fly lightly) Love that fits like a wet glove (fly all night) It feels like a slide show, it's not something that I know. It's more like a freak show, when to stay in and when to go. What makes the world go? When to freeze and when to grow. What do I know? It's not something that I know. You came out of the sky like a feather from an angel. I was rubbing my eyes. I know I'm not so wise or half as able as your angel size. Love as light as light as a lead dove (fly lightly) Love that fits like a wet glove (fly all night) |
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Black angel, you're my centerfold
Though you're two years old, your love is so bold My heart is so cold My heart is so cold Come and get me, we'll fly On your wings through the thunderstorm sky Kiss me, oh my Little kiss of death and things that die The wings of a dragonfly The kiss of a butterfly Sing alleluia on high Sing alleluia on high Come and get me we'll fly On your wings through the thunderstorm sky Kiss me, ah Little kiss of death and things that die The kiss of a rattlesnake The body of a black lake Sing a lullaby to wake me A lullaby to wake me Come and get me we'll fly On your wings through the thunderstorm sky Kiss me, oh my Little kiss of death and things that die |
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Did I tell you I've got tiny little fingers
I've got bones where the ring goes They go like a plant grows They go slowly They go over your new clothes They go over your money They go over your head, man The only good man is a dead man I like pretty baby candy It goes right to my head It makes my lips as red as rubbies I'll eat it till im dead Did I tell you that you can't get to heaven In high-heeled shoes? You're such a loose little belle You're a fallen angel You go down into the big pit It is deeper than a tar pit Your lips are redder than lucifer Your hair is up in curlers I like pretty baby candy 'Cause It goes right to my head It makes my lips as red as rubbies I'll eat it till im dead |
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A glass eye I use to spy.
Little tiny teeth that tell a golden lie. My feet are small, I'm not that tall. I'll tell you the truth, but really not at all. I'm small like a superball, throw me at the wall I'm fragile like an eggshell, I'm mad as hell. My teeth are gold, I'm not that old. I would tell you the truth, but I'm not that bold. Hook me with your hand, my mouth is full of sand. Everything I say ends with and. I'm small like a superball, throw me up at the wall I'm fragile like an eggshell, I'm mad as hell. |
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that girl knows where she doesn't go
in the river with the rest of the bones under the water under the stones away from the parties and the telephones until I'm gone, until I'm dead I'll be making a wish on this empty head maybe I should just go to bed or try to pray or something instead that girl knows where she doesn't belong under the ground where the days are long under the round earth's revolution song looking up through the dirt at right and wrong until I'm gone, until I'm dead I'll be making a wish on this empty head maybe I should just go to bed or try to pray or something instead i want everything you do don't tell me you don't think that it's true i can do anything you can do don't tell me you think that i'm rude cause i do anything you do don't tell me that i'm rude i want everything you do don't tell me you think that i'm rude that girl knows where she wants to go out on the river in a little life boat out on the castle's muddy moat and through the walls with the rest of the ghosts until I'm gone, until I'm dead I'll be making a wish on this empty head maybe I should just go to bed or try to pray or something instead i want everything you do don't tell me you don't think that it's true i can do anything you can do don't tell me you think that i'm rude cause i do anything you do don't tell me that i'm rude i want everything you do don't tell me you think that i'm rude i can do anything you can do don't tell me you don't think that it's true i do anything you do don't tell me that i'm rude don't tell me that i'm rude |
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And she knows you never ask her to come over
But she doesn't care And she combs her hair over and over in the mirror, oh And she spits and swears until she can't swear anymore And she doesn't care when you call her a whore You better watch out for her She'll eat you up and she'll spit out the furs She'll talk about you to all of the girls But you wait for her 'Cause she's sweeter than a honeycomb And that's why you stay at home And she's slower than Valium And that's why you stay at home And she goes so that you can hardly see her It's so slow And I know she's low and dirty, but she told you so Lady of luck, she's a roll of the dice And it feels so right and so does your price You'll see she'll put a spell on you She did it to me and changed my point of view She'll tie you up so that you can't move As you wait for it 'Cause she's sweeter than a honeycomb And that's why you stay at home And she's slower than Valium And that's why you stay at home 'Cause she's sweeter than a honeycomb And that's why you stay at home And she's slower than Valium And that's why you stay at home |
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