Vain boys are gonna have to swallow. Their pride this time. So let the punishment fit the crime. . It's under the table, under your skin. Into the cable.
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I am starting to function. In the usual way. Everything is so provocative. Very, very temporary. . I shall walk. (I shall walk). Out of this place. (Out of this place).
Bedlam. . I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild. I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child. The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived.
You say that you'll get him and you run and get your mummy. And you're almost beaten to the punch. Looking for the man who sold you the dummy. And you're almost beaten to the punch.
The landlady's husband came up to town today. Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry. The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched.
Lucy Grace can't show her face down. In the North End Road for in Belgravia. Rumors have been whispered. And suggestions have been made. . Did you sell your friends out.
Baby's got a brand new hairdo. But doesn't she look so nice?. She said everything that she cares to. She's saying, "It not once but twice". . She said, "It doesn't matter unless I say it matters".
I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet. It's a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it. Before they make me spit out the truth.
(Bird, Costello, Toussaint). . Not a soul was stirring. Not a bird was singing, at least not within my hearing. I was five minutes past caring. Standing in the road just staring.
You're a fine one, oh yes you are. You're a fine one just like me. And we're friends now, oh wouldn't you say?. We've been friends now, oh haven't we?.
One, two, three, four. . Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels. Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills. Peels off her dress and then the rest of her skills.
Here she comes with her almost ideal eyes. And her flawless skin and her petulant pout. The memory of such a long blonde alibi. Still makes me want to shout out loud and clear.
"Mistreat me darling and I might just disappear". Upon freighter running dark out of Algiers. Put tiny grains in children's tears. While taking 25% of all the flashbulbs and mementoes.
"I'm trouble", she said. Spread out on the floor of her father's house. Her promise was almost undone. Under her tongue, dissolving her responsibilities.
In an anonymous rendezvous. Where the forbidden lovers repair. They're burning down another damn candle. They're melting the tables and chairs. . Beneath them applause from the balcony.
You can read right through a book of matches. But that won't make you smart. You can laugh in the face of watches. But time will only break your heart.
Big nothing.. . He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in. his hand: A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a broken lifeline..
The snitch, the snoop, the tattletale lead a threadbare up the stairs. Adieu, my little ballyhoo, you broke my heart in two. And now I haunt the bars and scent those trite affairs.
5ive gears in reverse, girls looking for the big lift. Somebody send out for the night nurse. Please don't stick me on the late shift. . If you don't know by now.