[i'm working for the dogs in the city]
Your mind was strong but your body was weak
Now your body's here but your mind has snuffed it
I think it's time that somebody stopped it.<

justine

Sandman comes
Two to one
In the dark
Dark reflections
In my head
In my bed again
Sandman goes
Two in tow
Wet and dumb
Three's the nu

car_song

You could call me a car lover
'Cos I love it in a motor
And the way it feels
To ride around on new wheels.

I hardly know you
But I think I'm going to
gloria

You're so merry up on high,
Oh so scarily on high
Gloria never ever cries,
'Cos she's just too busy
Gloria never shuts her eyes,
'Cos it makes her dizzy
A

generator

I'm a sonic generator
It's as far as i can take it
Aren't you glad that i can make it
Oh oh in the money
Baby put your arms around me
Aren't you glad that you have f

all_nighter

It's nearly eleven
Do you think we'll stand the test of time
You're a cloud short of heaven
But you know I want you to be mine
Am I sitting here waiting
Yeah, an

never_here

It's a sign of devotion
You made everybody else seem insane
You filled my head with your notions
You made everybody else seem so tame
In your bed I lay reeling


donna

It's tragic
Laid down on your side
Too easy
You know that you know
You're soaking wet
You talk too much
It's not necessary
Before the ice melts
s.o.f.t.

And now we find
Looking back at your state of mind,
Was it all just a cover up,
Woke your mother up,
You were on TV.

Did the devil say to you,
Yo

operate

I'm really close you see
Feel it breathing
In my living heart
I see you going for a life that's cruising
Waste at smart
I really do
I really want it, but is it

i_wanna_be_a_king_of_orient ah

You always said I should follow my star
Take a chance and I might go far
I wanna ride a camel, wanna smoke a cigar
I wanna be a king of Orient-ah
Oh, wanna be a king of Or

annie

Annie, told me,
Get out of here, head for the sea,
The sun is hot and the air is clean
The best things in the world are free
And Mister Murphy
Likes his Jackanory

unheard_music

Friends, a warehouse pain
They tack their own car

A thousand kids who buried their parents

There's laughing outside
We're locked out of the public eye


12xu

saw you in a mag
kissing a man
saw you in a mag
kissing a man
smoking a fag
kissing a man
saw you in a mag
kissing a man yeah

saw you in a m

indian_song

If you want to,
Then you've got to
Let it show,
It is waiting,
It is waiting.

If you want to,
Then you've got to
Let it go,
It is waiti