Тексты песен «Horse»

I've forgotten who i am im sick and weak and fresh from sleep i crawl from a crooked bed with dirty feet and shaky hands the numbers on the clock read one-one-four-oh ay em ive got time to clean myself then sell my soul...

TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING my body breaks - the void screams weary of hollow metals that ring of hollow life by hand and by hammer i give birth tonight metal bend and metal scream welding bright the circuit...

Do you find your kisses gone when she kisses everyone ? Mmm...pretty, pretty eyes didn't she take you by surprise ? She will lose you sleep under horizontal command She will kick... kick you, kick you down at heel Two...

.....and on came a dawn..... YOU THOUGHT I'D SAY DYING BLACK but i saw burning red, YOU THOUGHT I'D SAY DYING BLACK but i saw burning red, YOU THOUGHT I'D SAY DYING BLACK but i saw burning red. it was all pedal down...

ahhhhhhh!!!!.........eeeeeegggss!!!!!!! Bird..... OOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! The geek, with no beak: He's so weak he cannot speak! The geek, with no beak: He's so weak he cannot speak! Vestigial wings And dwarven legs. A...

Yes.. please let it begin I want you to smile within, Oh, a moment on the arm of wonder. What, what more can I ask, than for you to look at me, whisper to me, show me you'll be wrapped about me. Tell me, tell me, tell...

And a beef will rise again, broken machine in his hand. Ten words: snapping bunnies twitching gurgling forget the bombs in your eyes. Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies SMASH/SPLAT those fucking bunnies Roaring...

Sunshine on your upturned face, Everything falls into place Blue sky above, sand underfoot The happiest I have seen you look. Sunrise stirs the low landscape, More beauty than your breath can take, Boats out to sea,...

(McDonald McAlinden) In an ordinary town, a chariot is pulling round. The local stud and beauty queen -- A small pond Venus and kingpin Charging down the quiet Sunday streets. Shaved-head gangs are standing neon-lit...

INTRO: What's that? (Fire from the gods) I don't know. Power glove... THAT LITTLE BASTARD, with his tricks and vile forms of play hacking shaving slicing mutilating all that gets before him, all that gets in his way...

(McDonald / McAlinden) In an ordinary town, a chariot is pulling round. The local stud and beauty queen -- A small pond Venus and kingpin Charging down the quiet Sunday streets. Shaved-head gangs are standing neon-lit...

(McDonald / McAlinden) There's something I'd like to see From God's home movie -- The story of the universe And my baby. I'd see you as a child Playing by the sea Just like the stories you've told From memory. I watch...

a pencil drawn line of fire smoking birds in a downward spiral trails of charcoal trails of gray half burnt feathers the eagle crash-landing now. as scary as bees with the heads of raccoons, we seem to have split the...

(McDonald) And in these days within you, And in these nights without you, Can you feel a little of my despair? To say it's hard is easy. I say it's simple, really. Let us be. I know that we're meant to be. Hold me now,...

(Hutchison / McAlinden) You could say that the end was beginning From the first day when I was still falling In love with a mystery lover, But the book didn't live up to the cover. Does it matter what the world thinks?...

This suffering must come to and end! These razors within me must be expelled! Whoever dreamed such a glorious dream, that a tremendous expulsion could bring me such joy? The release of the pressure, an end to the...

debris, dirt disease, we've been brought to our knees, anything and everything is torn away. our world turned upside down and torn to the ground, shaking thanking god for surviving this day. IN THE WAKE OF THE BUNT!...

On a warm summer day you'll find him there Relaxing in the shadows. Tapping his toe Under a tree Down in Kangarooster Meadows. (Low Voice) K. A. N. GA-ROOSTER. M. E. A. DOWS. (Gang vocals) On a warm summer day...

(McDonald / McAlinden) Your letter got here this morning With a bill and a bailiff's warning. Your postcard's pinned in my kitchen. My letter's ready for sending. Sensations and views, a parcel of news, And I feel that...

the lights are on the tvs off the floors are flesh and silk both sinfully soft skin glides over silk and silk glides over skin the penthouse is alive tonight theres people writhing in its veins sunken in the masters...