halfway to a threeway

  sewn to the sky

  a star at 18 and then suddenly gone

  you're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk

  touch me, squeeze me, hold me too tightly

  yellow hair, you are such a funny bear


   please fulfill me otherwise, kill me

  
please take me (don't go) home

  
the crow made me suspicious of your witchness

   sweetie-pie, I'm depending on you

   and nothing is enough 

   a notorious slut

   time is gonna wipe us out

   so for once in my life let me have who I want

   it gets dark, it gets lonely, on the other side from you

   once I heard a serpent remark "if you try to evoke the spark you can fly through the dark"

   tiny striped socks for the last time, pokes and prods for the last time

   I didn't mind, I wasn't money mad anyway

   thrilled you fell apart instead of them

   you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot

   there'll be blood on the cleaver tonight

   some of them fell into Heaven, some of them fell into Hell

   last year I was 21, I didn't have a lot of fun

   I flop on your bed with a head full of dread

   I had a love and she was very kind, but she was no match for the public image


   I remember when I first moved here, a long time ago

   I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web is fastening my ankle to a stone

   they don't vote and they don't smoke

   she lives in the valley

   the mountain low

   in spell cast with her palms extended

   a dark little room across the nation, you found myself racing

   good Christians, they want to kill you

   the radio reminds me of my home far away

   in the name of glory, filth and fame

   the girls at school you didn't like much have a terrible urge to keep in touch

   direct you into my arms

   I don't ask much of you, do what you wanna do

   so kiss me on the cheek and then go off to school

   having learned my lesson, I never left an impression on anyone

   people say believe half of what you see, son, and none of what you hear

   I misses you

   when the numbers get so high of the dead flying through the sky
  
   where the men and the women are acquainted quite well

  
playboys short, right before court

   because truth has a way of beginning an end

   lionised maverick design if you can, the way to just be a man

   chapter one again, here I go again

   hey kids, plug into the faithless

   so we go inside and we gravely read the stones

   never come morning

   hey babe, where'd you go, just left it sitting in the road

   I got a taste in my mouth just like a burning tire

   zoologies

   Instead of seeing monkeys biting, I lay on the ground

   when will you die?

   you chose your journey long before you came upon this highway

   and is this what you wanted, to live in a house that is haunted?

   that you would ruin me if I would not have you, this is your way

   I asked a young policeman if he'd only lock me up for the night

   hey little bird, thank you for not letting go of me when I let of go you

   I have often said that I would like to be dead in a shark's mouth

   but I could taste a trace of American chemical waste

   "do you want Zero to win?"

   Orientation

   back to nature boys - vasser girls too

   when I die I want my ashes thrown in someone's face
 
   magic and dreams, Satan records the first note

   it's that everybody's got somebody, oh no, not me

   why, o why are best friends such finks?

   we are in italia

   cursed love is never ending

   reputations changeable, situations tolerable

   exchanging lies and digs

   must you be so loathsome

   don't let our love grow dim in the blinding glare of the city's greedy sensuality

   the world war was announced days ago

   you're such a wonderful person, but you got problems

   go to Soho, go to waste in the wrong arms

   and when I'm home, big deal I'm still alone

   you know you should be home in bed

   castles and cakes

   momentary resorts

   I was hoping you might change your mind

   Lisboa Castle

   running right through my past

   I'm feeling dozy
 
   going to the chapel

   this is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress

   taken in by a sun tan and a grin

   looking at you aproching

   there is something I wanted to tell you

   when they are they and only I am I

   i'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday

   paroles

   just for once, come to me

   painted wings and giant rings

   the national front disco

   and wait for the moment a million chances may all collide

   photo showcase

   you make a happy man very old

   i'm gonna take you 'round the world

   moaned and groaned and rolled my bones

  
season finale

   I'm in a mess, I'm in a dress

   you win again

   seems like fun night on the telephone

   on a hazy day in 19 something and 5

   then the letting go

   you discussed me

   you think I never see you when you accidently fall

   if you don't like me, don't look at me

   anything crooked

   breakfast with computer

   she's sitting with you but her eyes are on the door

   but you know, no one stays up for you

   with every single guy in town

   always looking for attention, always needs to be mentioned

  
told my wife I was going out for a couple of beers, said I'll see you in a couple of years

   we'll see the city's ripped backsides

   I wanna see the magic, you are the first one I chose

   somethin' tells me I'm a fool to let you treat me so cruel

   old friends you might not remember, fading away from you

   mourning in the aerodrome, the weather warmer, he is colder.

   fings ain't what they used to be

   bruise ’em, you’ll never lose ’em

   never turn your back on mother earth

   there's a clock on the wall making fun of us all

   you think you hear demons, I think you are the demon

   on the streets I ran

   Easter Sunday, we were walking

   does it make you feel better?  I hope it makes you feel better

   everything you hated me for... honey there was so much more

   and still a circus for the children in disguise

   So what do you think I am? And how precisely could you tell


   there were times, I´m sure you knew, when there was fuck fuck fuck all else to do


   in the summer that you came there was something eating everyone

   everything you touch becomes a crutch

   my irritability keeps me alive and kicking

   Braydon status correction

   I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit


   I'd be safe and warm, if I was in L.A.


   if we wait for our time, we'll all be dead


   paired-off, pawned till I can barely stand it


   pirate love

   kicking away from the mundane everyday

   they slowdanced so the needle wouldn't skip

   well, close 'em and I'm gone, sleep on, let me go

   hear the gang say 'marry me'

   football's still the roughest thing on campus

   at the end of the storm is a golden sky

   my life is an endless succession of people saying goodbye

   the Enjoi premier

   Northern California Barney-B-Q

   weeks turn into years, how quick they pass

   you can carve out a disciple if you have a knife

   she lifted his face from her chest with her hands and prayed on his last ditch desire

   now I'm in a million pieces, picked up for deliberation by the people listening at home

   all these vicious dogs

   more pictures of Harold

   six filthy children from six absent fathers


   you can never quarantine the past

   some days in the years that had gone by

   always I do forgive you

   Harold Hunter

   put my guns in the ground

   and drinking in this way

   girl in the snow, where will you go

   I was worse than a stranger

   Magnani you'll never be

  
looking to the camera, messing around and pulling faces

   good looking man about town

   all these streets can do is claim to know the real you

   I haven't been sad now for so many years

   how discouraging, thank you

   here everybody's friendly, but nobody's friends

   qualify me for a part in your dream

   for the lack of the drugs my faith had been sleeping

   I am a ghost and as far as I know I haven't even died

   and I will give you my heart, that's if  I had one

   when will I be where I should be?

   there is no such thing in life as normal

  
why can't it just be cool and free us?

   a world in white gets underway