Well your brain is weary and your manner rough. Well OK but that's enough. Crazy lights, crazy fights. Cotton's on the way hey. Walk along sing a song and pray.
I can't believe I'm here. With all the deaths I almost died. And then woke up in another place. Disoriented, I shook my head. What, where, how. Who, when, how much.
Hey mister can you tell me. Is there a knife stuck in your face. Have matchbook covers been your mirrors. Do you feel your hand in your own pocket. Hey mister do you count the shadows that fall before you.
I see it says Pitchstone Plateau. Before I had a chance to shut the door. Helena you held no lies. Stolen from my youthful eyes. Captured in your fleeting past.
[woman] Let us have a hand for Harry Idle. [Jandek] A hand. [woman] He was peace and older days. [Jandek] A hand, a hand, a hand for Harry Idle. [Jandek] Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. And now you want a fortune too. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. You think you'll ever be untrue?. Ha ha ha.... You think you'll ever be untrue?.
Rapparit ne rapattaa. kuin papatit ne papattaa.. Laki ilotulitteista. ei oo tuttu.. Liian isot vaatteet. iti osti vahingossa.. Kielitoimistossa. tdit pyyt:.
He comes out of silence and opens the door. Waiting for someone to die. Deep in her heart she is hoping for. The long-lost one. How could she know when the promise was made?.
Imtheochaidh soir is siar. A dtainig ariamh. An ghealach is an ghrian. Fol lol the doh fol the day. Fol the doh fol the day. Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian.
[Verse:1]. Hear Our Prayer. Spirt come. How I Long for your sweet touch. [Verse:2]. On My Knees. I cry Out. Jesus savior behold your child. Chours. Like a deer longing for water.
Bois Bois de la connaissance. Tu n'dois pas t'arreter. Bois Bois de la connaissance. Tu n'dois pas reculer. . Tu peux toucher la terre. ca pourra te donner de la puissance.
[Original version:]. . Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi. ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai. Oh bel messere vi rimirate invano. nello specchio mentitore delle vanita.
Up wi' the carls o' Dysart,. And the lads o' Buckhaven,. And the kimmers o' Largo,. And the lasses o' Leven.. . Chorus.-Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro',. For we hae muckle ado..
When first my brave Johnie lad came to this town,. He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown;. But now he has gotten a hat and a feather,. Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!.
THE HEART OF YOUR HOME. . He still smiles when he recalls. How the gold ring fit her finger. And they made that moment linger. That it's memory'd be strong.
"Oh, hold your tongue, dear Sally, as i gang tae the town. And I'll buy for you a jaunting car and a braw white muslin gown. I'll buy for you a jaunting car and a braw white muslin gown.