Lyrics:
on her
Thigh, perhaps a snake or a
Snarl of barbed wire, smeared
By time beyond recognition.
We fall, flightless, into
The pinprick in her ankle.
Wombed
you
cnd me
c spring of pure affection
I'm thirsty for your every word
Our chemistry is just absurd!
Perhaps it's best explained
That you brighten up my
you wanna be crazy like Van Gogh like a
stranger in a
Strange, strange land
Would you rather push the buttons
And be feared by all humanity
Or perhaps
to see it that way now
(Tell me, have you been there?)
I don't know
Perhaps that's where I am going? (Down there)
Far from it all (Seen it)
I'm blinded by
Yesterday our songs were sung
By pretty adolescent ones
Who sighed my words
And hummed your melodies
And yet our labors grimly wrought
Had yielded
reality
A wonderous world where I like to be
I dream of holding you all night
And holding you seems right
Perhaps that's my reality
Met you by
Your hills and dales and flowery vales
That lie near the Moorlough Shore
Your vines that blow by borden's grove
Will I ever see you more?
Where
something that can be done by two
For I'd really like to stay
It's a lovely day today
And whatever you've got to do
I'd be so happy to be doing it with
like to by my merchandise?
It's rather nice
In a range of size for a decent price
It's my merchandise, it's rather nice!
So improve your life
For low,
Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case
Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning
careers,
when we make a little history.
Receive the plaudits of our peers,
perhaps that time is here right now for me.
Ah Anatoly, if I may, let me say
were always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought she'd always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
God's graces
And the birth of the rebel Jesus
Well they call him by 'the Prince of Peace'
And they call him by 'the Savior'
And they pray to him
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
I know just what to be?
Please stop and give advice to me.
Tell me,
Tell me,
How many people do I help,
Just by sitting on the shelf,
Tell me,
in the public library
On Thurmon Street just now
Skimming through Rogue Herry's by Hugh Walpole
And I suddenly came over all peckish
Peckish,
were always dancing in and out of view
I must've always thought you'd be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
me
Why do I love you I love you for closing your eyes to the dischords
And for adding to the music in me by worshipful listening
I love you because
eventually
I take it if they don't give it to me
Swear all of it was written for me (yep, yep)
By a higher card just spiritually (up, up)
Up in the wages,
Over the battle fields of all the great wars since the beginning of time
Have walked perhaps the bravest heroes of them all
The men known simply by
〈Cake〉
作詞：黃小楨
作曲：黃小楨
原編曲：金木義則/黃小楨
You shut the door behind you
Telling me, I'm not the person I used to be
Perhaps an apology ain't enough when
Throw me in a dream state
So i can spit that cream cake
Results are in baby and they tell me
thats a clean slate seems late
But thats okay i still
you shut the door behind you telling me
I'm not the person I used to be
perhaps an apology ain't enough
when everying is so messed up
good thing will
Only by facing your fears can you truly embrace that which dwells in the darkness
Perhaps you shall come to understand and embrace your true heritage
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