Hand in the snake pit, black mamba chase Head through the lion's cage, head on a plate Two feet on the hot coals, last dance at the ball Blindfold on
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer In all your giving, given is the answer Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter Than the brightest flower
My first and last time with you And we had some fun Went walking through the trees, yeah And then I kissed you once Oh, I want to see you soon But I
Got a birthday card at Christmas: it made me think of Jesus Christ. It said, a??I love youa?? in small letters. I simply had to read it twice. Wood smoke
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The mist rolls off the beaches, the train rolls into the station Weekend happiness seekers, pent-up saturation Well, we don't mean anyone any harm, we
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Dirty white caravans down narrow roads sailing Vivas, Cortinas, weaving in their wake With hot, red-faced drivers, horns' flattened fifths wailing Putting
I looked in the mirror then Saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds Blessed with clear vision. Things were not as they seemed. Black and white
Walking through forests of Palm Tree Apartments Scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents Down by the waterhole, drunk every Friday Eating their
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Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday With freezing rains melting and no trains running And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy And my seat
I see a dark sail on the horizon Set under a black cloud that hides the sun Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding Bring me my cross of gold
You're taking chances and your reputation's going down Going out in the night time, you think you made no sound But you don't fool me 'cos I know what
On Preston platform Do your soft shoe shuffle dance Brush away the cigarette ash That?s falling down your pants And then you sadly wonder Does the nurse
Along the coast road, by the headland The early lights of winter glow I'll pour a cup to you, my darling And raise it up, say, "Cheerio"
All right and honorable gentlemen And lady, too Will kindly try to restrain themselves In derring do As verbal hard graffiti flies And echoes wall to