Crash

Costello

Cast No Shadows

Carpe Diem

I met a man. He was 87. He said no way in hell. Am I waiting for heaven. . Enjoy every moment. That's what he said. And have no regrets. When you take your last breath.

Company

Please put on that record again. and I will put on that shirt you've been. wearing around. you've been wearing around. it's times like this I think too much.

Camp Out

This is a song for the one that I love. I haven't met them yet. But I'm quietly confident. . Although what if like you said. All I'm looking for. It doesn't exist.

Coffin Case

Coffin Case - round & round. Another body hit & found. . Coffin Case- Just for you. Turn you into Elmer's glue. . Jump back - get down. It's time to move.

Carson Girls

Looking for a place to park. I think I need a fix. Anytime when it's after dark. To get my female kicks. . I don't go to Frisco. An' I wont go to the beach.

Coming To Grips

well, cindy oleo - the margarine girl. she says to me, "i don't like boys". i tell her i don't like them either, she tells me i don't understand. so i stand there and i stand there, yeah, but i guess i didn't know.

Chainsaw Charlie

Charlie got a chainsaw and a pickle jar of. formaldehyde. One way or another tonight she will be. going for a ride. The roses and the poems he wrote,.

Ces Gens-là

D'abord, d'abord. Y'a l'an, lui qu'est comme un melon. Lui qu'a un gros nez. Vu qui sais plus son nom, Monsieur. . Tellement qui boit. Tellement qu'il a bu.

Ces Gens-l

D'abord ; d'abord. Y'a l'an, lui qu'est comme un melon. Lui qu'a un gros nez. Vu qui sais plus son nom, Monsieur. Tellement qui boit. Tellement qu'il a bu.

Caricatures

Une pniche de joie. Glisse sur mon lacrymal. J'ai sing Attila. Pissant du haut d'son cheval. . J'imitais la Madone. Enveloppe dans sa carapace. J'ai pouss Al Capone.

Cap'taine Coeur De Miel

[Paroles : Christian Dcamps]. Et Cap'taine Coeur de Miel. Dversa tout son fiel,. L'envoya se faire foutre.... A la mer.... Un canevas de solitude. Entre deux cardinaux....

Crowning Of A Heart

Crowning of a heart, textures and shades. A bitter London night on the motorway. You looked so divine, back in the seat. Wicked desires ablaze in me. .

Counting Off The Days

Counting off the days. How could I be so afraid?. Feeling nearer my gloom. So much nearer without you. I've been on the run. From the dirt you talk about everyone.

Classic Arts Showcase

White glow of the TV set. Lights dancing on the screen. Voice-overs rise like minarets. Then fall diatonically. Should I answer a friend's distress call.

Clair De Lune

Children Of The Hydra's Teeth

Caterwaul

Eyes at night never see the day. Because it's not in my nature. Golden wings rise from the plane. They burn above the red earth. Scale these walls in front of me.