![]() ![]() there is a lot of crying goes into making things.<<<<. Ont want to have expain it but it worries me stupid. i dont like the scientists breaking down its molecular structure and teaching it in O level chemistry i >i like the idea of you listening to our recordings with your head resting gently in emptiness. i am i the white lotus flying off the quay with barbara bach. a whole orchestra watching the film and playing along. ![]() but what film?īig boots* it was a long time ago and i cant remember. so doesnt.Įxit song (for a film)* cannot be listened to more than once in a row. and this one is very confused and will have sex with anything woman who comes within a mile radius. this is a good sign.ĭogwander* bring on another take better than another cake. one day, one day.Ĭlimbing up the walls*both managers and record company are nervous about such a nasty sound coming out of the speakers. Let down*in the midst of monster tour the momentum getting drunk to talk bombarded by dangerously high levels of radiation from xray machines. ambulances scream past my house at all hours of the day and night like the confessionals of Larkin's "Ambulan Last flowers till the hospital*is a sign discovered in oxford -my unhealthy obsession with these institutions. Polyethelene*will never break down swirly self announcements. Karma police* girl with hitler hairdo everybodys friend life in a glasshouse phew for a minute there i lost myself i lost myself sit down your safe now Paranoid android* get busy with the shakers while im fast asleep could you stop the noise im trying ta get some rest this the place it wont hurt ever again Lift* is hard work you been stuck in a lift we been trying to reach you thom the belly of the whale (thanks Rei xxxx) You, like everyone else need to feel important.Īn airbag saved my life* in an interstella burst i am back to save the universe computer drums bass wrong mum left her 8 year old locked in for a week with lollipops and crisps. True love waits are you a virgin? every night we are haunted it paces up and down outside my room, it talks to me in its sleep. Transport motorways and tramlines starting and then stopping taking off and landing the emptiest of feelings disapppointed peoople clinging onto bottles and when it comes its so so disappointing. Motion picture the pulsing of a life support system. voices talking like fax machines, hissing and spitting like demons, this is the master race. I cannot sleep that night asking what we've got our selves into. the gucci creature is the closest thing i have seen to the devil. the witch goes crazy, we think it is fuunny. one of our friends spills a glass of wine over a vacuum packed gucci outfit complete with matching white hand bag. ![]() T him like he's a character in a hammer house horror. O is as sociably anorexic as her poodle, she looks desolate in her make up and lost eyes, next to her her husband boyfriend is persuading a younger fleshed half his age stewardess to come back to the hills to their mansion to sample his wine. do you want to know this? this is what we aspire to is it? it is dark, there is a woman opposite me in a bar in hollywood* the centre of the western universe, standing at the bar (social drinking) after doing the talk show bit. With your opinion which is of no consequence at all When I am king, you will be first against the wall Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some restįrom all the unborn chicken voices in my head ![]()
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