Archive for Январь, 2010
In the dying days of a war
A weapon that would settle the score
Whoever found it first would be sure to do their worst.
They always had before…
Янв
31
Ooh!
Go On Girl!
Aaow!
Hey Pretty Baby With The
High Heels On
You Give Me Fever
My twins of evil
They shake you by the collarbone
Then snap your ribcage
Your beautiful triangle of distortion
Now you seem to forget it so much
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
Like the Chinese call the country of their birth
We all figure that our homes are set above
Other people than the ones we know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
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Right now in your heart
I’ll travel over miles and down the highways, babe
Янв
31
Is coloured blue on blue
We wanted more than we could give
We couldn’t see it through
Янв
30
About a quarter till three
I’m sittin’ here talkin’ with my baby
Over cigarettes and coffee, now
And to tell you that
Darling i’ve been so satisfied
Honey since i met you
Baby since i met you, ooh
Янв
30
Take Me To The (Hospital)
Take Me To The (Hospital)
Take Me To The Hospital
Tay-Tay-Take Me To The Hospital
Янв
30
Anywhere is where she’s from
Anything is what she’ll be
Anything as long as it’s mine
