What have we here?. Where the fragmented mind is reassembled. . A new gift for crying out loud. A small token of our appreciation. Human amusements at hourly rates.
There's some food upon the table, boys. And if you have ever seen me flying. Then you know that I am weak. And you are free to take me downstairs. Away from cares.
I am pressed, printed, stomped. And strategically removed. I am everybody. . Insane without innocence. I am trapped, tricked, packaged. And shipped out.
In the silver waters. We race each new morning. In the vegetable stream. Long live the dream. The mightiest toughman leads. Into the skeleton forest. On cold ass western wheels.
Every street is dark and folding. Out mysteriously. Where lies the chance we take. To be always working, reaching out for. A hand that we can't see. Everybody's gotta hold on hope.
And now we see eye to eye. That another man's trash is collectible. And every weakness is correctible. Be leaving here quite soon now. Be pushing off to the moon now.
Friend of mine, what did you find?. The fog of a nightmare dissipating. A rolling sign, better than mine. The ghosts of a different dream are waiting.
I've waited too long to have you. . Hide in the back of me. I've cheated so long I wonder. How you keep track of me. You could never be strong. . You can only be free.
Fly into ashes a hole. They will polish you brightly wherever you go. Their ashes come true. They'll bring knowledge unto you wherever you know. Unofficial study guides will help you when you're ready boy.
(R. Pollard-Sprout). . She's slender. Oh, she's cream. She's face. I took her from place to place. I moved her from room to room. I exploited her. Became the groom.
(R. Pollard). . I am breathing, yet I feel no sky. Things without wings have begun to fly. Unhitched trailers---I see trailers trail. From the well i pull an empty pail.
(R. Pollard). . I am breathing, yet I feel no sky. Things without wings have begun to fly. Unhitched trailers---I see trailers trail. From the well i pull an empty pail.
Dragons awake!. Take me through the voodoo, Buddha. You are the king of things. I am a fake. . Over the treetops, an automan. An automatic girl. Predator skin and orangutan alive.
Drag days are not too bad but move too slow. I file them, I want them not to linger so. Now we come to drag days. Now we come to drag days. . Fake capes baby, they're too hard to wear.
Innocent or sweet. Shooting missiles in the street. They are deceiving. Seeing isn't hard but not believing. You've got the right to bite. The hind that feeds you.
? wash and wait. A human sanitation aid. And I will starve to death. Until you feed me. With your tenderness. Greet me with your. Slimy hands. You beckon me with open arms.
Do you suppose she could change your life?. If she could, then I wish she would. Do you suppose she could save my life?. If she could, then I think she should.
The color of my blade is red. Remember what you said. Perfection is killing the freaks yeah. Even as we speak yeah. Don't you?. Now it was decided. ? the war.
If you could imagine this. You're not to blame. This is one thing that you missed. I know it's not the same. . Bend your rules in healing halls. Poisoned rain.
(R. Pollard). . Chain smoke rings like a vapor snake kiss. She says she don't know why. The closer you are the quicker it hits you. Closer you are the quicker it hits you.