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All creatures of our God and King
Lift up your voice and with us sing
Alleluia, alleluia
Thou burning sun with golden beam
Thou silver moon with

The Frolic

Current 93

All the Pretty Little Horses [Limited Vinyl]

1997

feet
It shifts
Children with knives begin to rise from it
They laugh and blow kisses at the moon

We think it's the rain
I see a bird move onto the table

Welcome to Bootlicker Buffet
For only ten dollars
You can kick a fucking Nazi in the face
For as long as you want
Trust me, we enjoy it
Voice pitched

Skeletons and zombies with a creepy voice
I feared every shadow and every noise
I didn't know they are fantasy
So I hid under my blanket
Instantly
And when

and fuckin weathermen
Kevlar versus letterman
Bet we get left deader than a lotta fuckin better men
Raise a voice, lower coffins
They do it often
Inoculated by

to get that cheese like Mike McCarthy
I'm not quite Wiz but I like to spark thee
Chronic leaf, every once in a blue moon!
Otherwise I'm sober gang a lot

Blue the color of the mood
I feel the tension but I don't mention that I can sense it
Cause my attention is on to something new
What is there to hide

start to fall behind
I love your consciousness
Your surprising innocence
But I hear it begging for honesty
Your brutal sentimentality
Once in a blue moon

My voice becomes a melody
My black body is light with
colorful wings to fly
so far away
A tunnel made of rainbow colors
The big moon and stars
are

the one that is our only hope
Driven by devotion
My eternal loyalty
Since time began our fates are tied
Kindred souls in destiny
Now I know where I belong

of fame
I don't mind putting an end to your brain
I'm storming all over your reign
My voice getting hoarse but I cannot be tamed
I promise that we ain't

Light bulb in my room
Eclipsed by many moons
Dressed in my costume, Baby
Photos on the wall
Of ones who have it all
The girls the boys will call,

monsters I was surprised
I saw the night with other eyes
I saw owls and bats and fireflies
Lightning, moon and shooting star
Enlightened the deep blue sky

seen the lowest I'm bout to go high high
This game's the loneliest so I don't stand by
One moon too many wolves bitch I stay fly
Persian Boy out the blue

I see the world unfolding by design
All the synchronicities begin to intertwine
The stars beginning to align
Something powerful to shift the tides

hand and on my skin
You write them down in dee blue ink
But your Stories of the Seven Seas Always spooked the hell out of me

Howlin’ to the moon and she

rather know the darkness
Than see the moon up high
Than know the morning flowers
And you’re not by my side
I stare the growing sundown
Its rays I try

it's not anything

Tell me tell me what's it feel like to be you
Does the sky look black?
Is the gravel blue?
Do we see the same colors
If we wear

on repeat
Felt held by you, you know they say
Drunk words are sober thoughts
What made you change your mind that day
Your voice is trailing off

of us
There's plenty of room
There's plenty of room for the both of us

That blue dress bloomed
Pretty like the moon
When you walked into the room
It

Comedy, the link between infernos and me
Poetry so smooth and sultry like the voice of Esperanza Spalding
I, gotta be, moon walking with the stars - gazing

suey
Throw 'em in the front trunk
Target 86 royal blue with the lip
Thick like the one's for sucking dick
You'll get lifted like my son when I see him
I

voices to glorify Your name
let every tongue join in and sing that Jesus is holy!
Glory!  How majestic is Your name in all the Earth

Mighty Mighty in

from biting into blue eyes evil
bury underneath the creek feed to the pristine demons I see in my dreams
Blood leaking into to the stream
And stream it