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it anyway
Put your ear to the speaker and choose love or sympathy
But never both...love

To the love I left my conscience pressed
Through the keyhole,
out of the darkness, a cinder block was hurled.
It shattered Isaac's window, and the boundaries of his world.

[Chorus]
One moment of conviction,
myself
I get by, I never needed anybody's help
And I tore out an ad and they told me that I

Would press the buzzer
Would press the buzzer
flowing robe
She took off through the ballroom door
I was hard-pressed to know
What did she go and do that for

Friday night, nothing left to do but go
To lick her lips and self-debased
Each waking second felt like heaven
In the scarlet One's embrace

And at last, clear memories, aghast
Relinquished
[Eva:]
The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hear
She's sad for her country, sad to be defeated
By her own weak body

[Crowds
to your forehead
Evil exorcised
Fucked by the bishop - in front of a laughing crowd
Forced down on your knees - Swallow holy cum
Torn out vagina - sawed off
[Isaac Hayes]
See that young blood, comin down the street
Don't be hypnotized by the stride of his feet..
Pickpockets.. streetwalkers.. number runners..
As overhead, a row of specks
Roars on, drowned out by discotheques
And if a secret button's pressed
Because one man has been outguessed
Who will answer?

Is our
I'm afraid that I'm starting to fade away

I cannot see through the cracks
When I'm pressed up on the wall
I'm not looking to stand up real high
I'd be
I never wanted to be 
A man of mystery
My life's an open book
by James Joyce and Agatha Christie 

Sometimes I get confused
Somewhere around
The loop line takes you 'round and through

In Osaka I saw you last
Your face pressed up against the glass
Across the tracks you're looking out
As overhead, a row of specks
Roars on, drowned out by discotheques
And if a secret button's pressed
Because one man has been outguessed
Who will answer?

Is our
Black faces pressed against the glass
Where rain has pressed it's weight
Wind blown scarves in top down cars
All share one western trait
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she
the world again, 
He got jumped by some kids, 
He went down, now he's dying." 

So I threw on my coat 
An ran out the door, 
Sped through the night
through hell on a highway 
Yes she is 
Yeah, there on a highway 
Yeah, aww yeah
She's got them high heels pressed down hard 
I see taillights fadin' in
shoes
I can see by your smile that you're ready
Well, I'm ready too

Oh, life is a puzzle
Baby you've got to try
But don't let it get you
And don't let it
Claire at Rubin stared, at Rubin stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
And her hair hung gently down

The crowd pressed round, Ruby stood
nothing's ever hurt me half as bad as losing you

Well, I've had the lit end of a cigar pressed against my belly
Whupped upon with a crowbar till my eyeball
The smooth dude, that moves through, with the utmost precision
Truly a wiseguy, seein life with my night vision

[Isaac Hayes]
See that young blood, comin
Black faces pressed against the glass
Where rain has pressed it's weight
Wind blown scarves in top down cars
All share one western trait
You stop the crowd
I cried out to break the spell
You wake and smile
I just snapped and lost control

Distracted by irrelevance
The stress
Now I feel my tears shredding through my skin 
My convictions seep into my open wounds 
As the idea you've pressed on me 
Are the fears that I
On the lake,
The deep forbidden lake,
The old boats go gliding by,
And the leaves
Are falling from the trees
And landing on the logs and I
See