Tên đầy đủ: Fatima Mansions, The
The days are chained like daisies Flung on some years-old grave On ground unmarked, found on no chart Or map or minefield aid I can......
Her uncle won't support her now He loves his masons more With their boy scout songs of jahbulon As they flocked to gore some whores......
When my taxi arrives, say that i'm dead, Having swallowed my leg And come to the bedroom again Let us begin shrinking the walls And......
Written by michael kamen, bryan adams and robert "mutt" lange ("big size really doesn't matter. you think i got really big muscles in my pussy?")......
A necklace of rubber, burning bright A burning rubber necklace for my angel's delight A holiday in a box, opportunity knocks For the rich man's......
No dates to miss, no home to phone No face to kiss, no good alone No family, no history, a permenant delinquency No will to......
Well, hello. You can no longer depend on the land in which you were born. You can no longer depend on any land in which......
James jesus angleton sells sunlamps door to door In this so-called peacetime, even spooks fight to stay alive I don't much like him, but i......
("tonight the [...] is going to begin.") You could tackle the trainer then run for two days Through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard......
As i washed the blood off she yelled at me Though no blows had been struck And she still looked so serene Then she started......
Let's go round again Let loose again Off the wall again Across the floor again And come on in his chair We can make believe......
In the bright-lit railway station, 3 a.m. In a town whose active life is at an end I was met by a rich man dressed......
This is mister blank calling, gorgeous From the slum which time ignores Where folks use razor blades for toothpaste And every breath is a holy......
("what do we have for you, sir? what would you like?" "what do ya got?") Let me in, let me in, let me in Oh......
("the way to keep people in line is to scare the shit out of 'em.") Be dead Be dead.... ("there isn't anybody left.") ("no no......
In the winter in a seaside boarding house The killer swigs and reels 'round his room Telling how he made that weeping spinster kneel Yellow......
In rags in their normal place Where diesel machines roar by Pale dawn, at the scrapyard gates Fast food parks and hardware mines Not smiling......
("i'm gonna kill myself over your dead body If you fuck anybody but me.") ("these people...[...?]...the shit out of these people.") ("i'm with a girl......
Let the dark ages begin...now! You don't live the way you should You're not chaste or wise or good Oh no, when you're human I......
Green bed of bottles, open to the sky Bare head of drunk man, the beads of sweat go dry He says he's sorry, tender as......