Of course I think about it I think about it all the time Things cross your mind, you can't help it What you said, what I said What you did, what I did
falls through a window See the figure that's seated there She hold an ivory handled comb And draws it through her hair There is no light to see by There is no one
two lungs and one tongue She kept praying She kept praying That she would understand What she was saying Only so many songs can be sung With two lips, two lungs and one
Comrade, are we still alive? Yes, the righteous will abide Comrade, must we stand alone? Does cold rain fall on hard stone? Beneath the flood no one survives
Newly weds, nearly deads Seas of green skies of lead Constant rain on my head Stately homes for the rich Bowling green, cricket pitch Victoria, what
Who fucked who? Who took who? And what you took, will it do? Did you win or did you lose? Who fucked who? Who took who? Essentially the way i see the
Hell! I'm living in hell I see your picture on the bedroom door That's all I have to hang onto Anymore That's all I've got that's just one voice, it
belong Mother, father, sister, brother you are one husband, Wife, daughter, son now you know where you belong Husband, wife, daughter, son you are one
In our town, murders, happen everyday When the temperature, rises they open the hydrants, and let the children play In our town, friday, is payroll day
Real love is scary You try to hide when it looks for you You never know what it will do Not real love Real love is a long stone bed he said His face