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understand this
He says he's only human
So he still lights up with old flames
As if to try and prove it

And he doesn't like emotion
He's not certain of their
of their ardor
If pouting causes so much fun
Then breaking hearts is harder
He calls her the chocolate girl
Cause he thinks she melts when he touches her
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! (A Letter from Camp)
Alan Sherman
Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Grenada

Camp is very entertaining
they can all get fucked

Commin' over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I'm sure that I am gonna die
This is my last
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that
All ships lost in
the toasts
Of days gone by, breaking every haunted scheme confusing thoughts with fantasy.
This is the modern world, this is the modern world, this is
they all promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
they all promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
much as the sound
Can't help but wonder if all this is real 'cause
Tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel

Rubberneck traffic and passers-by
Perhaps no holiday is more important to the Eskimo than the DeathFestival. More than a tribute to the dead, this festival marks the beginning
the first day of my life

I had no belief before
Until I had this dream last night
I still remember their savage cries
So serious in their right
Faces
Well, the pressure's too much, you know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing on my shoulders
My body's going piece
Yes it is their way, this so mysterious way
of welcoming Me, welcoming Me
Their way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom
Where, naked,
they all promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
down from ethereal skies
Silent crystalline tears I cry
For all must say their last goodbye
To paradise

My yearning is silenced by angelic skin
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
at night

I do know this one thing beyond all questioning it was made to kill
And proof of a master trade is in this arrowhead he made fashioned with
of the triple sun
I wait by the go-tree
When the day's busy work is done
Soon the warm night breezes
Start rolling in off the sea
Yes, at lantern time
(Rodney Crowell)

This morning is Monday where are you now 
Teasin' my memory teaching me how to lay low 
When I don't want to 
Well love is elusive
the last day of the miners' strike
Was the Magna Carta in this part of town"

Well, my body sank below the ground, it became as black as night
Overhead
you baby
This is how I love you baby

One and one-half wandering Jews
Returned to their natural coasts
To resume old acquaintances
Step out occasionally
Deep slumber awakened by sirens
I realize life's been thrown to the lions
What I saw last night, our city so fair
And to my horror, the bloody
the world is baby
This is how I love you baby
This is how I love you baby

One and one-half wandering Jews
Returned to their natural coasts
To resume
to leave millions hypnotized
And gasping for their last breath
I have been here once before by myself
This is nothing new for me
I am degraded and thrown
After I've had my last cigarette
When the night is as black
As the nights goin' to get
Well I'm still wild awake
Cause I still can't forget
I