All I want is your soul
I want you to kneel down in worship
With me and give me your soul
That's all I want from you baby
When there's nothing left of your sweet flush
I'll be asking for your soul
At the genesis of life and thought
I'll ask you for your soul
But before that day of reckoning
I'll offer you my cockamamie smile
And kiss you with it through
Your days of trial
All I want is your soul
When you've lost everyone that you have ever known
I'll be waiting on your kiss
At the corner of your memory and bliss
I'll ask you for your soul
This is my melodious slow hand
You need this lover with this slow jam
I'm always watching on my soul cam
You are a dame and you got gam
Monday, March 23, 2009
If These Sugar Walls Could Talk 2.11.00
I'm sliding down your throat
Deeper down than down can go
Wider still than canyons grand
Winding wind that's free to blow
I can hear them whisper
Sighing softer than a dream
Nearing nothing as I fly
Tearing tears that kiss your scream
I will never block your air
Or hang a painting on your heart
Or sit back as you turn to stone
I will and won't leave you alone
Deeper down than down can go
Wider still than canyons grand
Winding wind that's free to blow
I can hear them whisper
Sighing softer than a dream
Nearing nothing as I fly
Tearing tears that kiss your scream
I will never block your air
Or hang a painting on your heart
Or sit back as you turn to stone
I will and won't leave you alone
Superfluous Panties 2.9.00
In the long run
You already know
I won't bore you with the details
I won't profess too much
The only thing I can think of that's fair
Is if we both agree - no more underwear
Go skinful with me
I won't be dainty
So take a chance
Render superfluous panties
You already know
I won't bore you with the details
I won't profess too much
The only thing I can think of that's fair
Is if we both agree - no more underwear
Go skinful with me
I won't be dainty
So take a chance
Render superfluous panties
Cosmo Quiz 2.9.00
Let me show you what I did
I'm a whiz kid, baby! Fizz!
You're the answer to a Cosmo quiz
You're not the Gridza
Not the biz
I'm dizzy with it
My hair's frizzy like Izzy
Stradlin a fizzy Liz Hurley*
Oh, got to get off of this
I've got a one-track train
Not in vain feel my brain
When I make my bid
There won't be a lid
Let me show you what I did
Your id might be a ms.
But you've said the answer to my Cosmo quiz
*or God forbid Taylor
I'm a whiz kid, baby! Fizz!
You're the answer to a Cosmo quiz
You're not the Gridza
Not the biz
I'm dizzy with it
My hair's frizzy like Izzy
Stradlin a fizzy Liz Hurley*
Oh, got to get off of this
I've got a one-track train
Not in vain feel my brain
When I make my bid
There won't be a lid
Let me show you what I did
Your id might be a ms.
But you've said the answer to my Cosmo quiz
*or God forbid Taylor
Invalid Nymphalidae 2.9.00
the morpho pelides flutters by
winking with dead and flapping eye
that's blown apart by blue
i'm blown away by you
the blue morpho dances on the draft
dropping like the catch that's in your laugh
that's torn away from me
i've torn apart the tree
invalid nymphalidae
softer than a breath of air
stronger single than a pair
it was dying on my knee
so i had to set it free
invalid nymphalidae
winking with dead and flapping eye
that's blown apart by blue
i'm blown away by you
the blue morpho dances on the draft
dropping like the catch that's in your laugh
that's torn away from me
i've torn apart the tree
invalid nymphalidae
softer than a breath of air
stronger single than a pair
it was dying on my knee
so i had to set it free
invalid nymphalidae
4/?/99
If nature made me as I am
If what I was is what I'll be
That mother's running quite a scam
Charging all a mighty fee
Leaving Pangea behind
To do the continental drift
Disparate lands become aligned
And mountains out of valleys lift
From the depths a sky-kissed gift
And now I must confess
My pit is bottomless
If what I was is what I'll be
That mother's running quite a scam
Charging all a mighty fee
Leaving Pangea behind
To do the continental drift
Disparate lands become aligned
And mountains out of valleys lift
From the depths a sky-kissed gift
And now I must confess
My pit is bottomless
?/?/99
Here's how you play the riff
Here's you you have to open your
Mouth to sing
with your fingers on the cliff
Your fingers on the strings
Here's you you have to open your
Mouth to sing
with your fingers on the cliff
Your fingers on the strings
11.?.98
I could be your car
Gleaming chrome and steel
But you don't want a 3rd wheel
I could be your plane
The flying will not ever stop
I could be your plane but
You're just waiting for a shoe to drop
Waiting for that other shoe to drop
...plane
We'll never touch the ground
...plane
You're afraid to break the line of sound
The barrier of sound
I could be your train
Making all your stops
I could be your train
You're waiting for shoes that never drop
Gleaming chrome and steel
But you don't want a 3rd wheel
I could be your plane
The flying will not ever stop
I could be your plane but
You're just waiting for a shoe to drop
Waiting for that other shoe to drop
...plane
We'll never touch the ground
...plane
You're afraid to break the line of sound
The barrier of sound
I could be your train
Making all your stops
I could be your train
You're waiting for shoes that never drop
'98?
Got bad in me
Won't come out
It takes a whisper
To make a shout
Got bad in me
It fills me up
Ain't no room in me
Not even for a cup
Cup of coffee
With you in the sun
Warm and steaming
With cinnamon buns
Got bad in me
It hurts my mind
It keeps no record
Of what it finds
Burrow lower
Don't let the surface
Slow you down
Dig deep deeper
Don't let affliction
Make you crawl
Take your sorrows
Wield them like a sword
Take the speed bumps
And kill them with your Ford
I'm a Christian
They're all lions
They'd like to see me bleed
I'm a Jewboy
You're a Nazi
You use me for your need
Dig it deeper
It ain't shallow
It ain't no accidental hole
Dig dig further
Dig down deeper
It ain't a part
Until it's whole
Won't come out
It takes a whisper
To make a shout
Got bad in me
It fills me up
Ain't no room in me
Not even for a cup
Cup of coffee
With you in the sun
Warm and steaming
With cinnamon buns
Got bad in me
It hurts my mind
It keeps no record
Of what it finds
Burrow lower
Don't let the surface
Slow you down
Dig deep deeper
Don't let affliction
Make you crawl
Take your sorrows
Wield them like a sword
Take the speed bumps
And kill them with your Ford
I'm a Christian
They're all lions
They'd like to see me bleed
I'm a Jewboy
You're a Nazi
You use me for your need
Dig it deeper
It ain't shallow
It ain't no accidental hole
Dig dig further
Dig down deeper
It ain't a part
Until it's whole
Larynx ('97 or '98)
Tiny hole for breath
For him to eat is death
No passage, no release
A tube without a crease
And we all fight for air
Even underwater
Even way down there
Adam's apple's bruised
A corset never loosed
Only pipe, never wind
And anaerobic grin
For him to eat is death
No passage, no release
A tube without a crease
And we all fight for air
Even underwater
Even way down there
Adam's apple's bruised
A corset never loosed
Only pipe, never wind
And anaerobic grin
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