Lyrics:
here there's snow, varina
it's new years eve
on the coast there's a girl that i know
with mountains in between
but when you pick up the phone i'm
The lace lady
Travel with grace baby
I can't afford to cover the cost of course maybe
Settle that one in court 'cause
Judging by the basics
if you made it to mine by Christmas Eve
So you can hold me
And we'll watch Christmas TV
It is brutal, it's brutal
Why can't you see?
It's
cool, hanging out by the pool
How she doin? What we doin? What we doin? Let me get to it
Sweat it out, one cheek to it
This the theme music, girls
of the soul.
Instincts from within rise!
We're all but beasts that hunger from inside.
You must subdue this yearning, to feast!
That very eve the devil
We met in the winter
And we fell in love
Right by a fire place
We shared our first embrace
And then inside my heart
I felt a fire start
It's gonna
mock the orthodox
The box was opened first by adam and eve
Forbidden fruit tasted and planted the seed
Grew up into hatred, lust and greed
The pain
So often I'd stand on my front porch
And I'd watch the car wrecks all night long
It's Christmas Eve, and I've
Had too much to drink
The house
Doung and Nell, Randy Bell, drums by Microsoft Excel, and Margaret Welles
Lynchburg, Williamsburg, Park Dr., and Austin Texas, car alarms on Grand Street
hide from light.
Dark was the day you were born, even darker on that eve you were torn.
(From life)
Die in martyrium, for darkness endless
high, down speed, the wisdom of the letch
Identified by the scars about the cock, balls, and ass
Make them kiss the bottom rung
Make them sorry for you
the biblical sense, girl
Samson and Delila, Adam and his wife David and his Concubine knock me outta sight Adam and Eve you know they wore the fig leaf Now
the summer dust burning in the vent
It's just another thing that brings
your memory back to me
I think that Sara knows I'm troubled
By that scent, she
the mornin'
What I thought was the end result
Told me all the things the end was not about, yeah
I came into this space by myself
Lucky chillin'
Adam enters sedated Eve beneath wisdomless tree
Death spell of the beckoning of the serpent
Forked tongue wags as his mouth it spews his
the best day of my life
On the eve of destruction
Firmly gripped upper hand
Done our best to shake off the sickness
I might get dragged
There's times when
Mary packed her bags and left home on a Christmas Eve
For sea soaked skies and dashing lads with cars
An actress orphaned by the social constructs
Christmas Eve
If you're in bed by nine
You will give him lots of time
To put some special toys under your tree
And he'll be takin' care of Christmas every
looked deep down inside my soul
Been hardened by the years
I looked around the house
Where I'd been hiding from mankind
And I found that boy a flip-flop
Through an archway of branches, I ride
Like a ghost haunted by love
Dragging all my sins, another eve of strife
All the loved ones I have then belonged
stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
Now I'm supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
And somehow let the Holy
tonight at midnight the butcher will rise
When the sun foes down you best not find yourself
With no one home you're not alone
You'll all be dead by dawn
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
Now I'm supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
And somehow let the Holy
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