By the time the luminous descent of the bright star unfolds And tablets of strange love are shattered and bruised By the time the oleander has fallen
(Heaton/Rotheray) There's a boy with a brace across his teeth White socks, tattooed underneath Bus tickets crunched up in his palm Stood there he's
Yeah, come on, a-come on, a-come on, a-come on Tiggy tiggy tee tone tee tone tiggy tee tig tee tiggy tiggy a too (Uh, hoo) Uh, one time Come on, come
Styles like Al Pacino Reno until the carcelino The mad dino with the cambino, the gambino Digger than Jim Colisemo More reservoir dogs than Tarantino
I am the blackest soul. The child of a loveless world. The wreckage left in the wake of time. I am the consequence of complete collapse. I am the horror
Say what? Well come again Do you think you can change it It's just a matter of time 'til it all will end I'm a wreck - and so are you We're all wrecked
Styles like Al Pacino Reno until the carcelino The mad dino with the cambino, the gambino Digger than Jim COlisemo More reservoir dogs than Tarantino
And so once again My dear Johnny my dear friend And so once again you are fighting us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I
Le Roi a fait battre tambour Pour voir toutes ces dames Et la premiA?re qu'il a vue Lui a ravi son A?me Marquis dis-moi la connais-tu Qui est cette
You caught my eye and I'm tryin' to holler at 'cha You're walkin' by and I trip on the furniture I'm on a ride that won't stop movin' And I don't know
I take a look around me and it makes me mad Another friend of mine in rehab Try to pull himself from a plastic bag He's callin' from the halfway house
Clock in my head Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven Friday is heaven Day in, day out Day in Day in Wish you
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop Come with me to the church on the corner, the hop There's nuts and crisps and there's c-c-cola on tap
Oh heli, oh heli I'm crouching you with a telescope in hand Looking out across our Lego land I really think it's about time that she came down She a
We smelled your soup on the fire cooking We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright So bright and yet they come from, oh, so far away We heard
We're only making plans for Nigel We only want what's best for him We're only making plans for Nigel Nigel just needs that helping hand And if young
I ask myself should I put my finger to the left, no I ask myself should I put my finger to the right, no It doesn't really matter where I put my finger
Am I asleep or am I fast Your every race You first, you last Roads girdle the globe We safe in your concrete robe Hail mother motor, hail piston rotor