be_dead

Artist: Fatima Mansions, The
Album: Valhalla Avenue
Title: Be Dead


("the way to keep people in line is to scare the shit out of 'em.")

Be dead

bertie’s_brochures


angel’s_delight


john_the_gun

"My shadow follows me wherever I should chance to go,"
John the Gun did say.
"If you should chance to meet me as I wander to and fro,
sad would be your day.
My life is min

long_about_now

(Lyrics / Music--Scott Engel) Published by Carlin Music Corp.

Long about now she's heading home
Black from the rain, burnt to the ground
Her ashes will rise
Black b

big_madness

In the winter in a seaside boarding house
The killer swigs and reels 'round his room
Telling how he made that weeping spinster kneel
Yellow light seeps through a fly-blown lamps

viva_dead_ponies

Artist: Fatima Mansions, The
Album: Viva Dead Ponies
Title: Viva Dead Ponies


(retail groceries...)

Do you know how jesus feels
When he's beh

evil_man_ii

("You will have a baby, a monster, an evil monster conceived in your womb, as big as I am small, and possessed by the devil himself!")

Born to refuse
Raised to exclude
Fe

behind_the_moon

Green bed of bottles, open to the sky
Bare head of drunk man, the beads of sweat go dry
He says he's sorry, tender as a lamb
she says, ";go";, meaning, ";stay";, meaning, ";You

evil_man

Born to refuse, and raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove by post-colonial prudes:
The city was evil, some country was evil, the hippies were evil, the writers were evil, the homele

mario_vargas_yoni

The mother of the nation has gone; she has hobbled off to her uncertain fate, having only a tycoon's salary given to her to fund the purchase of that monkey-shit-brown hair rinse we know so well.

the_day_i_lost_everything

I'm here on a mission to tell you exactly what can go wrong if you're not careful. you see, it's like this: you're running down the staircase at random. you take one step, you take two steps, yo<

sleep_of_the_just

Lift up your head, lift up your head
Your room in this decade of eathquake and bile
Awaits you like a stewardess's mortuary smile

You'll miss all the fun, you'll miss all

as_i_washed_the_blood_off

As i washed the blood off she yelled at me
Though no blows had been struck
And she still looked so serene
Then she started to cry
Then she burst out laughing
Then th

something_bad

I was raised to expect continuity. Instead I get this..
The monster has red hair / The monster has green eyes
She laughs and bites her quarry's nose as she pulls herself astride

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