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*~* Happy Phantom *~* And if I die today I'll be the Happy Phantom And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on And I will never need umbrellas in the rain I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day And the atrocities of school I can forgive The Happy Phantom has no right to bitch Ooh-whoo the time is getting closer Ooh-whoo time to be a ghost Ooh-whoo every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will we pay for who we been So if I die today I'll be the Happy Phantom And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel They'll be my ticket to the universal opera There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand And then these seven little men get up to dance they say Confucius does his crossword with a pen I'm still the angel to a girl who hates to sin Ooh-whoo the time is getting closer Ooh-whoo time to be a ghost Ooh-whoo every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back You found a girl that you could truly love again Will you still call for me when she falls asleep Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see Ooh-whoo the time is getting closer Ooh-whoo time to be a ghost Ooh-whoo every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been And if I die today And if I die today And if I die today Chasin' the nuns out in the yard |
*~* Time *~* Well, the smart money�s on Harlow And the moon is in the street The shadow boys are breaking all the laws And you�re east of East St. Louis And the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon His invisible fiance is in the mirror The band is going home It�s raining hammers, it�s raining nails Yes, it�s true, there�s nothing left for him down here And it�s Time Time Time And it�s Time Time Time And it�s Time Time Time That you love And it�s Time Time Time And they all pretend they�re Orphans And their memory�s like a train You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can�t remember Tell the things you can�t forget that History puts a saint in every dream Well she said she�d stick around Until the bandages came off But these mamas boys just don�t know when to quit And Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams Or are those prayers So just close your eyes, son And this won�t hurt a bit And it�s Time Time Time And it�s Time Time Time And it�s Time Time Time That you love And it�s Time Time Time Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl The boys just dive right off the cars And splash into the streets And when she�s on a roll she pulls a razor From her boot and a thousand Pigeons fall around her feet So put a candle in the window And a kiss upon his lips Till the dish outside the window fills with rain Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart And pay the fiddler off till I come back again |
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*~* Little Earthquakes *~* Yellow bird flying gets shot in the wing Good year for hunters and Christmas parties And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate elevator music The way we fight The way I'm left here silent Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn We laughed in the faces of kings never afraid to burn And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate disintegration Watching us with her Black winged roses that safely changed their colour Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces I can't reach you I can't reach you I can't reach you I can't reach you can't reach you Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again Give me life Give me pain Give me myself again... Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces |
*~* Mary *~* Everybody wants something from you, Everybody want a piece of Mary Lush valley all dressed in green Just ripe for the picking God I want to get you out of here, You can ride in a pink Mustang. When I think of what we've done to you Oh, Mary, can you hear me? Growing up isn't always fun, They tore your dress and stole your ribbons. They see you cry, they lick their lips, But butterflies don't belong in nets. Oh Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you're bleeding Mary, don't be afraid We're just waking up And I hear help is on the way Mary, can you hear me ? Mary, like Jimmy said Mary, don't be afraid 'Cause even the wind... Even the wind cries your name Everybody wants you sweetheart, Everybody got a dream of glory Las Vegas got a pin-up girl They got her armed as they buy and sell her Rivers of milk are running dry, Can't you hear the dolphins crying? What'll we do when our babies scream? Fill their mouths with some acid rain? Oh Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you're bleeding Mary, don't be afraid We're just waking up And i hear help is on the way Mary, can you hear me? Mary, like Jimmy said Mary, don't be afraid 'Cause even the wind... Even the wind cries your name Na nay nay nay nay, na na na nay nay Na nay nay nay nay, na na na nay nay, ooh ooh Na nay nay nay nay, na na na nay Oh butterflies don't belong in nets Oh Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you're bleeding Mary, don't be afraid We're just waking up And I hear help is on the way Mary, can you hear me? Mary, like Jimmy said Mary, don't be afraid 'Cause even the wind... Even the wind cries your name 'Cause even the wind cries your name 'Cause even the wind cries your name Cries your name... Cries your name... Cries your name... |
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*~* Spark *~* she's addicted to nicotine patches she's addicted to nicotine patches she's afraid of the light in the dark 6.58 are you sure where my spark is here, here, here she's convinced she could hold back a glacier but she couldn't keep Baby alive doubting if there's a woman in there somewhere here, here, here you say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it you say you dont want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it if the Divine master plan is perfection maybe next i'll give Judas a try trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin here, here, here you say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it you say you don't want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it how many fates turn around in the overtime ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find you thought that you were the bomb yeah well so did i say you don't want it say you don't want it say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it say you don't want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it she's addicted to nicotine patches she's afraid of the light in the dark 6.58 are you sure where my spark is here, here, here |
*~* Leather *~* Look I'm standing naked before you Don't you want more than my sex I can scream as loud as your last one But I can't claim innocence Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And it's not the weather Hand me my leather I could just pretend that you love me The night would lose all sense of fear But why do I need you to love me When you can't hold what I hold dear Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And it's not the weather Hand me my leather I almost ran over an angel He had a nice big fat cigar "In a sense" he said "you're alone here So if you jump you best jump far" Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And it's not the weather Oh god could it be the weather Oh god its all very clear If love isn't forever And it's not the weather Hand me my leather |