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Alice Blue Gown

Edith Day

Music from the New York Stage 1890-1920, Vol. 4: 1917-1920

1993

blue gown, 
When I first wandered down into town, 
I was so proud inside, 
As I felt every eye, 
And in every shop window I primped, passing by

this July is leaving soon 
There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon 

cnd I'm never running back to you
When your mood tells me too

that's what I like
That's what I like sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like
That's what I like

Postin' High

Masta Ace

The Best of Cold Chillin'

2001

Here we go, we're on the late night tip
Master Ace with a tight grip
Tight enough to hold the crowd, control the loud
People, they gather to hear

All that I've got is you
All that I've got is you
All that I said is true
All that I've got is you

Two people on a carpet with light around

as bureaucracy moulders
Sweet opiates further the dream
The fate of the world on her silk-caressed shoulders
Scarlet this woman
The Great Harlot Babylon

She

Hai!

Keith Murray

HII

1998

price fail you frail 

I'm smooth as silk don't milk off the shit I built 

That's fucked up like the day I heard my mans got killed 

Amneon

her in silk ever since she dripped out
Put blue diamonds on her neck just like she Cripped out
And I know your friends be in our business, tell them

change

To a golden age past that went by so fast
now all alone empty old home
where things run and hide from gold days gone by

You can hear a silk road

E.I.T.C. scum
Broke the weaver's thumb
He would never teach his son
How the silk was spun
How his trade was done
The Queen had won

The people must

Feeding the silence

She loves her silk kimono
Painting her face in the colours of war
Writing her verse on the back of his shirts
Danger is everywhere

Hop in the car
Take a ride with me
SPACESHIPS
I got the gas
I got the keys
Come by yourself
You could ride for free

Hold up
Wait
Tell me I ain't

the street
My breath left me like a vacuum, I wasn't sure what I was witnessing

Down on the pavement a crowd of people were just lying there
It was like that

Waves are so light
Carried by the flow
Down by the shore
There's a boatman's home

The old ferryman
Old and skillful carrier!
Sail your airy boat

on BBC One
‘cause rich people went and had coitus again,
writhing on silk bedding paid for by us -
well, you like this sort of thing, don’t you

bet you

away
Don’t mind my eyes they’re swathed in silk
Bathed in golden lakes.
Caligraphy: ink drips it stains it black
I fold these pages intricacies 
And pray

ORDER
Some people make you rethink what a kiss was
Before it was shared with them
Their lips feel like silk on your very skin
Everything is amplified with

silk, and hair
Under the landscape not waiting for glory
I'm happy to be where and there
I was here long before humanoids landed
I knew all the people

Once upon a time (But fairly recently)
There lived a man and woman who wanted a family
One day they found a little raccoon abandoned by his mommy

If you want me come and find me I'm in Death Valley
Lots of old people more seniors than a pep rally
What
Lines be piling up you'd think I kept

There are many ways to make pictures and letters and clouds
There are many ways to tell and show people you love them

Uhhhn...
All by myself eehhh m

Still waiting by the windowsill
Hope is waiting in a silk dress
Oh by the way leave the cash in a knapsack
'Till my grandfather comes along and just grabs

see? Half the nation's been brainwashed by the bourgeoisie
All the silk-haired women on your plasma screen feed you bullshit and ya eat it happily
Oh, we

on a wave
That's taking me on a trip
To a place I couldn't imagine
Obedience was the trick
What I write now is hope
To give people a lift
Slinging that real